Springs first blossoms
Delicate in the resurrected sun
Like loves first bloom,
Fragile,
Easily destroyed.
A late frost is all it would take
To send this first breath of life
Back to the unknown from
Which it arose.
Can it survive the harsh light?
Or cold frost of the season?
Only time will tell
Only time will tell.
First Bloom
First Bloom
Leave the letter that never begins to go find the latter that ever comes to end, written in smoke and blurred by mist and signed of solitude, sealed of night.
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