the old is gone
not buried like a death
in dark soil
marked and revisited
but evaporated
burned by solar truths
into nothingness
release
from peril, fear, confusion
echoes
that try to grasp
but are shadows only
still
spring is coming
chaos like an unfurling
bringing with it life
thick with rich loam
that clings to the green shoots
urgent
dank
messengers from the underworld
the unbound energy
fuel
catalyst to spark
at the altar
rooted in mystery and light
the alchemy is steadily
holding the shaping
equilibrium dancing eternal unity
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