metamorphosis

 

 

 

 

 

“I give you this to take with you:
Nothing remains as it was. If you know this, you can
begin again, with pure joy in the uprooting.”

 

 

~ Judith Minty

 

 

 

 

 

 

and rowed him softer home

 

 

 

 

the old birdhouse was stuffed with sticks and feathers
at first glance she thought it was a dried milkweed pod

how fragile
this baby wren

she gently cradled him in her hands
and placed him on a branch
where he had room to spread his tiny wings
and fly home

 

 

 

 

 

dichotomy

 

 

 

 

 

her days were a struggle between holding on and letting go

 

 

 

 

 

timeless fashion

 

 

 

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sweet anticipation led to insomnia
she rose before dawn
and dressed in the dark

 

 

 

 

 

 

testing the waters

 

 

 

 

seems fitting
spring begins here
the origin of life