first daffodil
first daffodil of the season
tilts her head
shyly whispering
a promise of spring
luminously shining
like the sun itself
surrounded only
by shades
of green
making me long
for a life
that shines so
cleanly
so simply
so beautifully
yet also speaking
to me
of brevity
and fragile hope
tenderness
and fleeting joy
gift and limit
murmured at once
on the precipice
between ending
and beginning
again
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