The despair of winter had buried me.
A Broken body, I curled for solace.
I felt myself sink through the earth,
Heart still, I am lost within myself.
A finger of warmth on my shoulder,
Gentle wakes me from my slumber.
Stretching into the damp darkness,
Hungrily taking in draughts of rich sod.
Cautiously I stretch my body into space,
Feeling grains of dirt scar my flesh anew.
My limbs are drawn towards the heat,
Until I can punch through to the day.
The hurt of the past drawn to my fibre,
But my wants nourished by hope.
Spring brings a new beginning,
I will bloom and prosper this season.