"having sensed the barest hint of sun still buried
like a bulb beneath the horizon, and decided
that's all the proof it needs to say its own
small yes to life in this new season."
This...these words describe how it
feels to be alive in this vast universe...
yes, minuscule as we may feel,
we can sense the barest hint of sun
and murmur our own small yes to life...
Each one of us is doing this in our own unique manner.
Eeking our way through our days with
everything in us as fuel toward the sun of goodness...
We know who we are and who we wish to become.
We will not be deterred from our goal.
We're in this together.
We are not alone.
Like the crocus,
in our reach toward the sun...
we find ourselves in a field of blooming.
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