Winter is a held breath,
a season gathering its strength.
Beneath the soil,
roots wait for their moment.
When green returns,
it arrives as if from nowhere,
reminding us that every pause
is simply a doorway
to what comes next.
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crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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Cryptic this is a beautiful dive into the metaphysical a metaphor for all life and change that breaths in its waves of respiration, its inhale and exhale and the pauses in-between that do not signal an end but merely a new beginning in the endless cycle. Brief but merely a signal of what is yet to come. This poem encapsulates in its words that pause.
The brevity of it is what stirs the soul, in my humble opinion. Thank you so much dearest friend 🕊️🙏🏻
You are most welcome Cryptic it is always a pleasure
Your poem serves to remind readers of the importance of patience and the assurance that life will return after a period of stillness, encouraging a sense of hope and resilience in the face of challenges.
Stillness has its gifts, indeed. Thanks, dear Friendship 🕊️🙏🏻
You're most welcome, my friend.
Good write A. But you is in Summer there. heehee.
Indeed! Thanks, O for reminding me 😂🕊️🙏🏻
I love this and, being that I know you are currently in your summer time, I love how you provide home to us northern hemisphere folks. Honestly, your thoughtfulness makes me think it tis the Northern Hemispher that is walk sideways and upside down, just saying. 🤣 Wonderful write, my friend! I needed to be reminded of evergreen as a blast of the white stuff heads our way in a little while! Much appreciated! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Be safe and enjoy your time off from the usual 🙏🏻🕊️
Indeed...and my God the typos in my previous message. 😱🤷♂️ It happens. Thank you friend. You be safe as well!
Good write, arqios. Happy New Year.
Thanks, Jerry. Hope you’re enjoying your holiday quiet 🕊️🙏🏻
I always await the first Daffodils of Spring.
Amazing to think of the Animals in Hibernation now waiting for Next years Springtime.
Well Said.
Yes! Such anticipation 🌼 thanks, Kevin🙏🏻🕊️
That green always returns Rik.
Andy
Amen! Thanks, Andy🙏🏻🕊️
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