Juniper Is Sporing Life

Watchful waiting .
Spring is calling .
Hands are shaking
and I am falling.
October is doomed .
The season is control .
The orchids have bloomed
and my heart is the toll.
Arms are tearing for a love
worth sharing.
It's nature moving forward .
Juniper's cones are bearing.
A life so long,but
always standing still .
A love so strong ,
and a heart's pure will.
To age and be
the ancient sleep .
Hibernation in winter
for she's an evergreen .
From above a message sending.
The weight of love ,
her branches are bending.
Every year juniper is ascending .
Sporing life in the image of her..

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