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Winter’s Sleep

Remembering the murmur

within the quiet of the snow

where flowers slept in dreams

waiting for the warmth.


Waiting for the light

messenger sublime

within the pregnant notes

a whisper in a shadow.


A whisper on its journey

through the twilight of the dusk

where the silence of the petals

laid sheltered in their echoes.


Laid waiting for their rise

to shed their lonely time

to know again the call of life

to feel the rain within their stems.


To feel their thread of being one

with others that they left

a sorrow then now born to joy

a fertile coming from life’s womb.


A fertile link so close as they

our footprints joined by nature’s voice

as here I wait for your eyes

waking from their winter’s sleep.


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