spring sings in the darkness
of seeds deciding to prance
their possibilities clouds
open their long closed dark
doors and pour out a mixture
of rapture with an edge of fear
our planet spins other stars come
near earth opens her belly and
quakes and in our small bed
we tremble with small ecstasies
how we all look like you
Poet Jude's Poetry 
how we all look like you. this is such a lovely thought. i love the new design! and the picture, oh oh oh. i tremble to think we all look like that!
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