Stir

Warm, lemonade rays fizz through the buds,

Crisp, feathered cacophony blends to peppermint-fresh song.

Life curls through the loam, dark scents enriched by glistening drizzle,

Cool as aloe – fresh and wet.

Hope murmurs a message to long forgotten corners,

‘The time has come, to return. The time has come, to stir’.

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