• Victoria Monet

On Rhythms & Routines

Updated: Aug 9, 2019

We cycle on rhythms

That never repeat

We find our hurry

With us, begins


We toss out the bottle

We’re done with the breast

Shed leaves in one season,

Sprouts blossoms the next


We find our hurry

With us, begins

Mist arises from treetops

As they sing their fairy song


Shed leaves in one season,

Sprout blossoms the next

We sing the song

Of a million springs


Mist arises from treetops

As they sing their fairy song

We toss out the bottle,

We’re done with the breast


We sing the song

Of a million springs

We cycle on rhythms

That never repeat

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