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A Moth Psalm

April 26, 2021
By emdotdot04 GOLD, Brooks, Kentucky
emdotdot04 GOLD, Brooks, Kentucky
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Tranquility of a moth


Hums through the grasslands


Wings drawn bright and broad


Abounding colors to its demand


In its trifling fingertips


Lugging nothing but a dandelion


“That is nothing but a weed!”


a small chipmunk chipped


“It’s for my dear horizon!


A weed to you is a treasure to me,


And I’d pick each daisy,


And scavenge each sea,


Or sacrifice my wings.


I’d feel the vigor of my legs


Just to give her my guarantee.”


The chipmunk huffed.


“But why, Mrs. Moth?”


“Why would you ask such a question!"


“You cannot look at the sun!”


“But dear little chipmunk,


I love her imperfections"



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