Independent, yet searching for answers
Empty as a discarded watermelon rind
Soil enveloping, fiber disperses
Rind disappearing into the dirt
The sky opens
As a flood devours the earth
Rind thinking it's invariant
Neglected soil the rind endued
Taking wasted nutrients
Refined and renewed
Once seen as purposeless
Giving life once storm subdued
Dedicated to: those who feel as though they are wasting away. Your life is so valuable.