Throughout the ravages of war

Battles have been lost and won

Paths taken, wrong or right, dull or bright

There comes a time to break anchor

From the shipwreck, a distant memory

On the horizon, secrets guarded by rugged rocks

Spring forward to watch new growth and inner strength

Blossom, vibrant and colourful,

Confident, fresh and clear.

Daffy  (copyright2021)