Sprouting Birth's Harvest Poem by soren Barrett

Sprouting Birth's Harvest

Born of mud
climbed light's ladder to the sun
squeezed from a tube
rope of twisted hopes

Something inside swelling
seeking a green release
burst this corporal shell
fallen stem raising

empty hull
used discarded
essence dissipated
vacuous air

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