Chrysalis
walking off the weight of winter
salt melting
into wounded concrete
rough, unmended
remnants of storms
cast in limestone
frigid winds
unravel
beneath shadows of tu-lips
and dusted red breast
of song
glistening facets
of color
spring from
smoke drenched clouds
a prismatic dance
warmed soil displays
volcanic art
sculpted by earthworms
and flowering ants
molten life blood
erupts into
weightless playtime
~Cyndy
older stuff I've written
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