the light grows
my hands to open
and reach toward the sun.
tendrils of sap
warm and applaud
the Awakener.
a tremor of love
shouts in green
You have come!
the light grows
my hands to open
and reach toward the sun.
tendrils of sap
warm and applaud
the Awakener.
a tremor of love
shouts in green
You have come!
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