I have a shy heart
easily overpowered by the wants and needs of others.
a silent heart
that holds its loves deep
like a patch of green algae
at the base of a roiling waterfall
hardly noticed
contributing little
bending wildly in the cacophony
But perhaps one frosty spring
when the water is low
and the stream is covered with a narrow sheen of ice
I will stretch my thin green filaments
toward the sun
making bubbles of oxygen
that bend the morning light into rainbows
as they rise…
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