The things that you fear the most have left you,

while you were enjoying with the bees.

Breathe and exist now knowing

bothering you is nobody kind deed.

Have yourself the water you brought

from the river while sitting beside.

The tree fruit you remember is still in the pocket of your favourite sweater,

your grandmother knitted.

Recall the ticklish feeling when your legs cuddled the plants

while walking back to your townhome,

you are worth every natural butterfly in your body home.

-Riya Shah

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