you found me somewhere there amidst the noise of meetings a silent protest -unregistered while you tackled your inner noise you preached patience castigated callowness lack of experience I dwindled away I’m the wild iris I grew by myself In forests - abandoned, alone with a strength of purpose gathering all that you lost
In response to
https://onewomansquest.org/2021/01/11/vjs-weekly-challenge-what-pulls-on-your-soul/
