fallen blossoms

Rain gently falls through branches covered in small new leaves

making its way to petals of blossoms that have fallen to the earth

onto new-green, growing grass, and I kneel in the pollen

and I press my face up against the misty spring

and breathe, as if it would inflate me with life.

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