stirring just beneath the surface.
a heart-memory from a moment
long faded and forgotten.
there is beauty in the winter-dark.
even now, day arches her back toward the sun,
stretching longer and further
into tomorrow.
within trees as cold and bare as death,
sap soon will flow. elixir of life,
exquisite resurrection.
The difficult I'll do right now
The impossible will take a little while
-Billie Holiday
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