The blossoms have arrived at my window
Nature’s dancers never tiring of the rhythm
Twirling their way into the dulling branches
Of the nearby apple tree
I witness their performance year after year
Still mesmerized by their instant manifestation
Little white bundles nestled between jade leaves
Coddling pretty yellow birds within its foliage
Brightening the hue of the faded scenery
I’ve watched the bare branches for weeks now
Withering under the brutal freeze
But suddenly, the blossoms arrive like a dream
Signaling the seasonal costume change
Spilling their secret fragrance into the air
The skies are bright and my mood is light again
New growth on old branches
The earth willingly endures it year after year
So, why can’t I?

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