31.12.18

Ascent

I feel the green that’s come over me,
New life bursting through
In places I never dreamed of before. 

How did I survive so long as only asphalt
When there was a garden 
Ready to burst through the cracks. 

I thought I’d be forever trapped,
An ice queen frozen,
Dead in a wintry desolation. 

But I thawed, resuscitated myself.
I left the land of the dead,

But unlike Orpheus, I will not look back.

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