Rising

Red line

slowly rises,

ice cracks

rivers of thaw,

dreams of green

freedom.

Life new,

promise

of change,

of fresh blades

pushing up

from frozen

earth

and restless

hearts.

Something

stirring –

Fool follows

sweet call,

to risk

and answer –

to live.

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