but now the spring is not awaited

Let the journey to discover
Newer domains
Of doubtless faith
Dissolved hazy gaze
Of a dreamer
And and a quiet requiem
Of a creeper
Who had climbed a dry tree
To envelop it with its warm
Leaves till
The spring let it sprout
On its own,
But now the
spring is not awaited
You can climb on another tree
And carry all the assurances
By breaking the twigs
From which you may find
Uncoiling a bit difficult
Break those branches
Take these away
Be free
You are released
From all the bonds
The beliefs of a bird
Wove into a small nest
A very small nest

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