Under the surface
Void of sunlight
In silent hibernation
Hope grows.
Under the covers
Alone in the dark
In cocooned stillness
Hope grows.
Invisible, untouchable
A tiny yellow crocus of hope
Seemingly dormant
Never fully still
Reaching for nourishment
For faith to take hold.
Searching for
Seasonal seeds of optimism
Rays of strength
Breezes of newfound energy
Flowing, growing, showing
Pushing through despair.
Be patient.
Be still.
Have faith.
Hope will return.
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