Cold Season
How long will this cold
last? My leaves fall to reveal the decayed
branches,
snapping and cracking giving way under the
weight
of your words. My roots
twisted and mangled
where no one can see. Clouds of fear
drown me in dark shadows. The snow blankets
the flowers and grass, covering signs of spring.
All that went unnoticed
until now - the internal stress cracks
that cause external problems, the root damage
not allowing proper removal
of everything built up inside.
How the seconds turn to minutes turn to hours
turn to days, sitting, watching, hoping that safety and understanding will show it's face
Why must the cold last this long, never a break
from the biting wind until your sun shines through. Never a break
from the snow until your warmth melts it. Never a break
from loneliness until your hands work to fix what's broken.
How long until my last leaf falls, until all of my branches
are old and cracked? How long until spring arrives?
My leaves sprouting back on thick branches
the sun shining, bringing warmth and light for longer.
Melting away the snow to reveal the
buds promising colorful flowers.
How long will the cold last? Until I'm bright
blossoming bright green with the scent
of hope and happiness once again.
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