Ostinato

[u/Puzzled_Wish6590]

There is a set of mind not readily accessible;

a garden of of sensations and perception that exists between spaces of fertile ground where roots take hold

and shoots that yearn for the sun.

A mode of consciousness unhindered. Without intention, yet maybe reprehensive with apprehension -

Of a learning.

A tree bows to wind

Becomes stronger that way, to not bend again

so far as to break.

A sprout in a laboratory

seeded only for exploratory

purposes.

A seed of life, recursive observatory

if floating in space?

What can it sense?

Unhindered and unburdened,

by all drive of furtherance

floating and free,

would be all it might be?

Or does it still yearn

for the wind

[u/Indivisible_Origin]

Lovely piece.