Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Verse: Careful

it was you
who pulled back
winter's thick duvet

and introduced me
to spring
still slumbering

you took me outside
and set me in the soil
to take root

in the now
the everyday
and then your memories

and when you saw
a face appear
the harvest began

when I sing
to the sky

or talk to the rain
I am more delicate
than before

you never know
who might be listening

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