After the searing remarks of those around you have singed off the flesh and heart of your being, and only bone remains
After the burden of the earth atop one's shoulders grows too cumbersome to bear, and the leaves of their existence have finally shrivelled up and died
After the abandonment in shallow sunlight, which does nothing to combat the gelid air around burnt, raw, naked derma
Change occurs
What was thought to be the breaking point, the close, the end
Is truly only the beginning
For any beauty to be full it must first be burnt to the ground like a fiery phoenix
Only returning stronger and more beautiful each time
Such is the case with trees
But just as easily with people
With each cycle of seasons, creatures will make a home inside of you
Some stay only for seasons, moving out at the first sign of trouble
Leaving empty holes inside of you, that never truly heal
But others will remain within you for a lifetime
Staying with you every harsh winter, and sweltering summer season
Spring is where it all comes back together
The most beautiful moments
When healing occurs
-the meaning of spring