Wild Fruit

Spring’s winds
bless the day
as it breathes.

Time flows slow,
borrowing space
from the vast sky.

Colours return in
blues and greens,
a fresh burst.

Granary floor
stretches its seams
with wild fruits.

Flowers open
to fill the place
left empty.

Spring’s winds
bless the day
as it breathes.

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