Blazing hot fire

Took her to the ground

Leaving nothing …

..Nothing to be found

Weeks passed ..

Of rain and sun

..And rain again

Gentle days, followed

Long nights..

Until that morning, when

The quiet calling came

All was not lost

Never would it be

It is time to grow again

It seems, her roots

Were deeper than she knew

So, through the soft ashes

She sifted

Reaching for dawn

Her heart lifted

In her finest spring dress

The green one, with the ruffled edges

Hope had held her through the darkness

Now, love, carried her into the light


ellie894 April 10, 2020

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