Tentative Air

I’m ready to sing again

just a little burst of an old forgot melody

sheltering just beneath my ribcage

I feel it starting to rise forth and haltingly climb it’s way up up up

and through like a rivulet warmed by the spring sun

it has cracked it’s way through the icy depths where it lay dormant so long.

I’m ready. to sing. again.

to sing. again.

again……

……

….and a countenance glistens.

 

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