Lately my soul has felt like

a bunch of withered plants that lack

color and even liveliness

As if they have been dried out for many months

have lost their ability to talk to one another and say hello

to compliment one another on their beauty

But just today I received some beautiful purples and whites

all hugged against eachother inside a vase

and I start to feel small leaves coming to life inside

a vase that once was lifeless

small bits of life 

and bits of purple

began to spring up beneath all the 

chaos of the past weeks

and just maybe by the end of Spring

My soul will have sprung again