cutting out of earth, without question
this is what you learn from nature
but you haven't been looking properly
there are no holes in the grounds
where the seeds fall
the hand that feeds is the same hand
that sows but after careful consideration of the elements
who wouldn't choose spring?
look ahead
to where winter leaves its trail
Snow leaves this mountain
exactly when it is supposed to, without begging or reverting claims
it grows out into puddles,
wets the edges of my feet and your old overcoat
how could we not have heard, snowfall?
perhaps this is our obsessive flaw
counting time with our twenty fingers
it takes courage to make up these words
I understand a lie needs one person to fold
but look again
how snow and spring can sprout from the same mother
without your intervention
this is no longer your story, at least, till next spring grows
until you understand how tall grass can stand.
it grows out into puddles,
wets the edges of my feet and your old overcoat
how could we not have heard, snowfall?
perhaps this is our obsessive flaw
counting time with our twenty fingers
it takes courage to make up these words
I understand a lie needs one person to fold
but look again
how snow and spring can sprout from the same mother
without your intervention
this is no longer your story, at least, till next spring grows
until you understand how tall grass can stand.
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