Field of Tulips

For years, I roamed,
chasing an unknown
to fill a mysterious hole
in my hungry soul
but when I stilled
and let the silence build,
I realized my mistake.
For goodness’s sake,
it was always there,
inside, and if I dared,
I would have seen
what’s always been:
fields of flowers
nurtured by manure.


**It sounds a little depressing at the end, but it’s meant to be the opposite – an example of life’s yin yang.**

Posted for the A-Z Challenge: L and NaPoWriMo
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