the sun whispers: “wake up, love.”
you’ve been dormant far too long.
roots grow stronger through the soil.
something inside you stirs—don’t stop.
you see daffodils crown the earth.
they are proof of an earth healed.
let your heart believe this truth.
you, too, are allowed to bloom.
step softly into your own sunlight.
peel away the frost of their expectations.
their guilt isn’t meant for your shoulders.
a lighter you will always rise higher.
the wind carries whispers of rebirth.
listen carefully: “begin again, begin again.”
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Lovely words))liked the read
What a great metaphor the piece of what could be described as myth like. Lovely
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