Rest Days

Fast-moving rivers
overtake the desert floor
as shelves of snow
rise above
the clouds

The skies move
quickly past
balance tipping
towards spring

And life
begins to shift
and grow
within us again

The days of struggle
and darkness
as sunny hours
extend to night

And we lie
like children
gazing upward
smelling orange blossoms
that entice
honeybees, already drunk
on sweetness

We rest here,
and gratitude

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