Wake up Silly
It’s here
Smoke from belly flame
Kindling licks
Dragon fire birth
Chills for thawing heart
Skin races
Softness sets in
Words on the tongue
Spring forward
Truth time tells
Face in the mirror
Flower budding
Never more beautiful
Music of inner voice
Vibrate soul
I made it
I. Made. It.
it was a hard fall and a long winter.