Months have passed.
Snow crunches softly beneath my feet.
Trees are gloomy,
tears falling from their branches,
winter has stripped their beauty.
My spirit stirs, unfamiliar, estranged,
it's the opposite of the bleak.
At what moment did the chaos subside?
When was the last time that life looked so full of colour?
I didn’t notice at first,
like a thief, it stole my sorrow,
and promised peace that once felt far.
Light has blossomed,
I feel like spring.
My heart, open to the world.
I see my smile in the mirror,
such an unfamiliar sight -
It looks like someone I once knew,
returning with a touch so new.
My body is still in pain,
but I have someone to bear the weight—
a part of me I’d left behind,
now sharing the load that resides.
I’ve learned to make peace
and let regret’s old burden cease.
Every detail gleams with newfound beauty.
Each moment whispers like it knew me.
Hope, a flame,
burning bold and strong.
A fire that lit all the depths in me.
Spring - luna.writes.chaos
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