Moss, and evergreens. Pale azaleas and vines that grow tall with the warmth of spring. I hope morning glories sprout their soft wings with the rise of the sun, light filtering through branches of leaves that hang so delicately above. I hope for milk thistle, Venus fly traps and nettles. Sprouts pushing from the earth with a grace that’s invisible to the human eye. Even with the greatest patience.
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 04:59:24 +0000
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