Posted in Epics, Poetry

That "Heidi" inside you

Wipe out the mist, but condense your sight
Picture yourself standing at wuthering heights
 
Spring up and about, don’t stay put
Hop off your porch and go gallivanting barefoot
 
Gallop over the pastures like jolly fillies
Wonder what spiders have to do with lilies
 
Start by searching for snowdrops
Turn baskets and berries into your props
 
Tag along with some other species
Chase after them, then fall on your knees
 
Form a circle around the mighty Alp
Witness the breeze trace your scalp
 
Impersonate those thick clouds
While you sprawl on flowery mounds
 
Let the docile daisies govern your motion
And be sure to gulp down their divine potion
 
Open up your heart to Eastertide
Tell all the bitterness to run and hide
 
Gleam and rejoice with a mere pretzel
Now, impregnate that “Heidi” buried in your vessel.

~Poem 7

There is a child buried in all of us and we must set it free
(Picture credits: Unknown; Source Pinterest)

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Your average girl.

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