The Sap is Rising

Posted by on May 7, 2012 in Poetry - Musings | 0 comments

The Sap is Rising



The Sap is Rising

There is a season

in my years

where spring thaws

create the

silver flecks

hatched amid the brown

glints of lightning


the sap is rising

where springs

flow deep in untended wood

and the mysteries

of dreams

color waking breath

the sap is rising


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