Renascent

[badassbaby]

A seed lay dormant in my chest,
protected by my ribcage, enduring
an indefinite,
self-imposed winter.

Seasons pass in real time,
years upon years
of comfortable, comforting stasis;
a heart on hiatus.

Spring came upon me without warning,
and now there’s a flutter
where there once was nothing-
the blossoming unstoppable.

I woke up one day and found a garden in me,
vivid with colors and light,
butterflies filling every space
that I had wanted to stay empty.

(Your smile is my long-awaited sun.)

April 5, 2014