Tendrils snake upwards hugging my bones, creating a throne inside me.
I call this Spring.
Budding and blossoming, I reach for the watering can within my soul, and I feel warm.
I lean forward and breathe in deep.
I think I see the sun, I think I taste oregano on the tip of my tongue.
I think I will sit, stay a while, grow.
Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 11:38 AM UTC
Tendrils snake upwards hugging my bones, creating a throne inside me.
I call this Spring.
Budding and blossoming, I reach for the watering can within my soul, and I feel warm.
I lean forward and breathe in deep.
I think I see the sun, I think I taste oregano on the tip of my tongue.
I think I will sit, stay a while, grow.
