Unearthing my
burrowed truth,
the hidden
beauty
inside.
s.
#8wordwhispers
i am
the winter landscape
whistly
turning inward
honoring
my natural rhythms
letting go
of what is no longer needed
cultivating
what I long to emerge
unearthing
my burrowed truth
until alas,
the hidden beauty inside
outwardly unfolds
and blossoms.
s.
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