In the soppy slog
Sinking into
The deep green
Of grass
Not seen
In awhile
The valley
Has been productive
Nowhere near fun
As I celebrate
My birth soon
I’m realizing
What joy
Is found
In rebirth
One founded
On truth
That is being
Brought forward
Without blinders
Staring ahead
With hope
That change
Doesn’t have
To be
As scary
That necessary steps
Aren’t meant
To paralyze
But propel
Our feet
In motion
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