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Spring Affirmation

One way forward

Clear and cold

Like the light flakes

Spiralling drops of snow

Shutting out the spring sun

Building a bed of challenge

For the new plan tomorrow

Any scheme

Place to go, number of sets

Seems sweetest at the conception

But bears no fruit

Until you’ve tilled the ground

Scraped and watered it at night

No sunset vista

Or vast mountain height

Was ever scaled in one

Prepare yourself for wind and woe

Chill yourself, and find

Your own blood beating

The constant comfort crumbling

Breaking down

Burning up

And sharpened into something new.

 

 

By J.W.H. Hobbs.

 
 
 

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