Friday, April 19, 2024

Begin.

Green Buds 

I know why you don’t 

want to unfurl. To know 

the length of your summer.


Yes, hold on longer. 

Find the corners of sight, 

see blurred movements, 

rain drops. Hear a 

muffled birdsong. Grow 

a bit stronger until 

you can’t not…start.


Then go. Burst open. Show 

your bright green, your new 

shine to animals, air, us. 


I’m sorry. 

I don’t notice you

individually, just the 

extravagantly beautiful mass 

of all of you. 


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