They're attached to my spine
Stems break through ground
Petals reach toward sky
I'm curled tightly, safely
Under moss and forest life
Nourished by wet soil
It's in my lungs, I'm alive
Tree branches die slowly
Leaves fall as my umbrella
Winter forces me to sleep
Deep inside the cold ground
My eyes open in Spring
Flowers pump blood to my heart
Birds wake me with voices
It's Earth's sweet alarm
Body uncurls and sprouts
Hands touch the clear air
Breaking above the ground
Earth grows its new layers
New skin burns in light
Tender from birth in the dark
The bright, newborn day
Welcomes with all of its warmth
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