Observing the world: so arid

The world is so arid!
So much pretense.

I long for honesty
— absolute, complete, total honesty.
Where gestures and words are real because spontaneous,
and kind because straight from the heart.

Once in a while, it happens.
And the world fills with tiny yellow flowers,
the same ones I saw many years ago bloom in the desert.

Kenza.

Inspiration: Observing the world 

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