Nothing Is Left

She travels light.

She brings a few packed
And you, in a locket
Kept safe with a chain
Worn around the neck
Reminding the traveler
That nothing is left.

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dear river, this is my empty jar with which i keep your water before it flows back with you to the vast ocean – nothing is wasted, nothing is left ๐Ÿ’

Wasted

Wasted, Beloved,
None. In life allโ€™s by design
With scales and measures.

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Good morning, Saturday. Thanks for opening the weekend gate. Iโ€™m flying back home soon; canโ€™t wait for the sweet surprises!

Salaam. ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ

not wasted, just not wanted – didnโ€™t eat the yolk not because of health reason but because it was runny, I should have asked if it was hard boiled – in life consciously decide whatโ€™s wanted as the Designer is kindly and intelligently making wishes come true in precision and details ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ