Infused

When I
came here,

I was
an ordinary human,

full of
ordinary
human cares.

Now I am
infused
with blue of sky
and green of tree,

with song of bird
and hum of bee.

Although
my form
may appear
unchanged,

inside it’s clear
I’m not
the same.

POEMS

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