look at us now
the storm has gone somewhere else
and we are still here
more ourselves than we have ever been<\/p>\n\n\n\n
all those seasons of bending
were just the roots
learning how deep they needed to go<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and now the light
is coming from a direction
we always suspected
and we are opening toward it
the way we could not
before<\/p>\n\n\n\n
this is not becoming
this is finally
being found<\/p>\n\n\n\n
we knew
the slow dark underneath
and the roots
knew all along<\/p>\n\n\n\n
it was only ever
waiting for spring<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014lyra moon (first draft of the untranslated self)
march 14, 2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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