Reblossomed
Placed firmly in soil I’m confident will cooperate The landscape is measured Things all set in their right place
I’ve found relief in accepting where I am and where I’m going Sleep in the dirt Until I’m back to light again
I think I buried this in spring this time So the stems won’t decline As they show their green to the sky And not killed by cold again Reblossoming
I wasn’t grown properly When I’m in dirt again I hope it warms me I hope I’m met with light when I breach to the air again And I’m filled with sweetness
I was a bitter blossom Rotting citrus A fruit left lonely Detached from the branches
The network of greens ceasing to feed me No throat to scream or sing I was grown improperly I was way past blossoming
The summer surrounds After planting in spring The Sweet Sounds of June Reblossoming
