Beneath and beginning

Mottled sunlight.
Puncheuring this face.
Hissing away the black and cold.
Into the blinding white, calling me.
Like the air after a storm.
Full of life.
The seeds within begin to rattle.
The oxygen dances in my mind.
Springtime, and thoughts of eternity.
As the flowers bloom once more in my heart.

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