A Time to Grow

empty from chasing the wind
we settle like fallen leaves
in dark corners devoid of sun

even then we are born to seasons
the breeze turns warm
the great thaw begins

an icicle morphs drop by drop,
a tear becomes a deluge
a cleansing flood

a sound grows in our ears
a bird’s song, a bee’s buzz
filters through the mist

a butterfly flutters by, an awakening…
we burst from dark cocoons
with fragile wings

It is Spring

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