Author: Neon Tetra PM
Spring's first flower presses inexorably toward the sunlight.Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 96 - Reviews: 8 - Published: 01-09-05 - id: 1804367
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This solitary verdant blade is but a hand I thrust against
the frozen ceiling Winter made, unknown before, unheeded since,
and blind in its indifference. I did just as my nature bade:
I live! Here am I, vernal prince concieved in sunlight, born in shade.
Simple flower though I may be, I have gained your adulation.
"Hope" and "Courage" you have named me; I have no such aspiration,
only, out of all creation, let me stand to show what will be:
Winter's end, Spring's revelation. Can you see me? Can you see me?