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[mcgook]

Am feeling pleased, for a Monday. I just went for a walk on my lunch hour, to the woods and stream behind the building, and a poem came to me. I was afraid it would be gone by the time I came back into the building, but I actually finished composing it as I walked. It's not the best, but it just feels so good to have composed something in that way. :) It's untitled, as yet. Might even just be a fragment. Will think on it.

I walked in the woods
hoping the trees would
speak to me.
But today,
when the air still smells
of frost
and the Spring bloom
has not begun,
I fear the deep desires
of my spirit
remain, as yet, still bare

But there is hope
in the sunshine
and the flying branches
whisper their verdant dreams
to my restless eyes.