A rising reddening mountain
set against my pink sky.
States of matter change.
Snow returns to the peak,
with the seasonal shift.
Dripping downwards.
More will follow,
like bulbs remembering how to
burst forth in full bloom,
after being held back in a hard
petal enclosure.
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