while spring rain brings forth
green in shapes of buds and shoots
these bare limbs hang mute
while spring rain brings forth
green in shapes of buds and shoots
these bare limbs hang mute
the blight on the sun
it’s your reflection, my soul
forgive yourself now
those cooped up inside
can’t see the fleeting colors
passing through dawn sky
light of the full moon
brewing coffee’s aroma
Darkness abating
everywhere i look
bits of stuff being bird fetched
time to build a nest