Banal Beauty

Spring

Hahaha, what even is formatting

Life is so very far away

And yet, 

I am so very close to myself

The rain of comfort from friends

seems to muffle the sounds

that seem louder than thunder

I wish that everyday the rains would come,

washing my worries away

making me clean of insecurities

and flooding me with relief

Slowly, every so slowly,

buds are appearing

Throughout rock gardens, clay, and cracks in the pavement,

little sprouts litter my world

And though some could call them weeds, 

I call it growth