poem - viriditas 1
the sun returns
to feed my soul—
full with fire—a fairly
sol-ful sight
glow up, grow up
simply: out, and, in
toward the light
~mb, march 2022
the sun returns
to feed my soul—
full with fire—a fairly
sol-ful sight
glow up, grow up
simply: out, and, in
toward the light
~mb, march 2022