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| Shailja Sharma |
Spring
a zillion rainbows in the sky
the grey palette splashing color
hopes being born
eyes sparkling
leaves whispering a secret
in the ear of Mother Earth
“Grey times don’t last forever”
the sun adorns her face eventually
and she re-emerges through darkness
sowing seeds of promise
every new season
flowers renew
butterflies flutter
the Earth chuckles at the
new beginnings within
the belly of Earth
the baby is named- spring
spring!
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September
fruits and flowers
half ripe/half raw
my thoughts cook, stew, and thaw
then perch up high on
September trees
branches whispering
leaves crunching
my vision dusky/bright
September light
flowers tired of blooming
soul naturally grooming
new endings/new beginnings
my heart hatches open to the inner door:
I am September
for years, many more!
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