Dawning Creations

Watching you bloom I know there’s harmony in this space, in everything.

The winter was dragging her icy nails over the lands, freezing us all for the longest time.

Throughout all of her raving antics, these seeds were dormant, soaking in all the wet snow and becoming whole.

Ready to burst through the ground, they waited eagerly and graced us as her bitter trail left us.

The ice had thawed and snow had melted and you bloomed beautifully.