Reawakened by Her Breaths, a poem



I ache for the

lengthening stretch

of sunlight

the lessening blow

of winds

the quieter moments

filled with –

the song of birds

the flutter of butterflies

the lean of tall grasses

the warmth of sun.

I want to trace

the slow moving

passage of sunlight

across the varied

shades of green

the way its reflection


across the rippling waters

at the pond.

I want to break free

like the small sprout

learning toward the sun

breaking away

the last vestiges of earth

and leaning toward the warmth.

I want to find myself,

in Spring, reawakened

by her breaths.


© Sumyanna 2018



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