The green mist

Hidden, lie the unseen branches

Vanished, now- unseen green bloom

Deathly claws frosting, winter gloom

Tender, sleep stems, beneath chill moon

Fallow, the heart of breathless Earth

 

Yet still come the brave, to spear through

Ice glazed armour

You will see me though.


balcony view

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