• Vol. 07
  • Chapter 12
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She takes a year to get ready

Spring dances in, bright and bushy,
green stems bursting from her core,
tendrils reaching for the sun.

She blossoms into summer, dressed
in her best, stretches branches
into the long evenings.

Maturing into autumn
she’s garlanded with golden bounty,
abundance entwines her limbs.

Older and winter, time to groom
and prune, accept the sky’s blessing,
preparing for the big sleep.