Hold a green mantle high
and let it grow on you.
Find the vines enforce your spine
and help the flowers bloom.
Let each twisted bud scrape skin
and plant anew your heart.
Let the indigence bleed
and feel the new blood start.
Leave barren, hateful lands,
regain your pearls from the swine.
Place your bets and hopes in Me,
and know that you are Mine.
Thanks to Sara for this Saturday's inspiration, "Cope."
Passionate like a bear. Stubborn as a ram. Systematic as a rocket scientist.
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