Sucking in the stale air

of depression, regurgitating

regret day after day.

 

Throw open windows!

 

You broke the seal of

our tomb of circumstances.

Resurrect the fresh fragrance

of hope planted in the sunshine of our dreams.

Filter life through the curtains of our mourning soul

and invite us to

open our eyes to Spring.

2 comments

  1. I love that image, Karisa. Throw open the windows! Beautiful writing and reflection on the theme of live in the midst of reminders of death. Thinking about you a lot lately.

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