Coming Undone

In the canopy
of the morning sun,
the snow melts
like thoughts absorbing
into the unseen
of the season,
and the ground
moves in increments,
as the soil cracks
beneath in hope,
the birds sing a chorus above;
a speckling of the sun,
in the face of the day.

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3 thoughts on “Coming Undone

  1. mihrank says:

    Reblogged this on mihran Kalaydjian and commented:
    Coming Undone

  2. stevehi says:

    Very nice Tara

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