She left in love
A supple grace
By Sabayo MatikuPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photography by Zoe Richardson
I sit to the right of my caretaker,
A taciturn, yet forthright individual.
She pulls her cloak
Of petals closer around her,
A study of sublime slowness.
“Where are you going, my love?” I ask.
“Beyond,” She replies...
I have seen her everywhere since then,
A graceful infinitude of tulips.
About the Creator
Sabayo Matiku
I express the realities and frequencies that words are carried on, to speak to the heart in a manner that is simple and free. I've come to ruffle feathers and to polish the sky, to laugh and wonder.
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