A tree’s reach o’er land the crow silently soars
Paths crossed with swallow-tails, dance and bank
Oblivious to the supernova of blossoms beneath
Of May’s gentle stirring and kick to its feet
The land crowned in white
The tremble of life
A new year, awake.
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