Evergreen

Sunday, May 13, 2018


What still grows
in the winter,
in the darkness?
Of my heart?
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No leaves ever wither and die
Never an afterthought.
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I float into the embrace of this
chilly spice,
unraveling every pulse
every vein and vessel
to gather and knit.
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Hang it on a wall,
I want to see.
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It is living, it is breathing
What still grows...
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It is evergreen



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