Oh so long, the silence.
Feelings looping endlessly.
Deep movement in the darkness of winter.
Deep snow, again and again.
The journey in, the pushing outward.
Cherry blossoms bloom without regard to politics or people.
Daisy and Lola celebrate the smells and the animals bolting across the yard.
Sun high in the sky, warmth doubted barges in regardless.
Hope, light, tender shoots barely visable.
From the silence spring bursts eternal.
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