The yearning for change, the hint of fresh growth, a soft promise of something new
not one to harvest, before it’s ready
I have sat in eager patience, trusting all will be revealed, in it’s own divine time
It came today in a torrential downpour, the ideas, the newness I had been awaiting, suddenly bloomed.
and just like that, everything has shifted
ready, eager, to drift away
to create space,
for the new