Secret Ingredients
Missing
forced conversation-
a glance at his empty chair
then awkward silence
–
oddly quiet-
the azure sky
free of birds
Petrichor
angry thunderclouds
lurking on the horizon
heavy with cold rain
–
summer afternoon-
the scent of rain
fills the air
Renewal
ashes of the past
the land stoic and patient
awaiting rebirth
–
robins gather-
the old gardener
tends to his seedlings
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