Spring begins deep, hidden.
Mysterious rays slip through,
whisper to seed, cold spore.
A bird offers its unique aria.
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A cave called a stable
for a king's nursery.
Enthroned in a feed box,
sheep and goats his court.
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Sliver brushed twigs on frosted branches,
Ice traces with cold webs spun about,
sketched in a whipped creme world.
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