26th of March

Spring came.

Hard and clear.

And then it snowed,

on the twenty-fifth of March.

It didn't make sense to me...

the cold wind whipping back across our land.

It seemed wrong.

I watched it fall and I fell with it and for some reason

            it shattered me.

On the twenty-sixth of March

the snow melted.

And spring came back to me

just as clean and bright

as I had remembered it being.

And then the snow made sense.

On that green

twenty

sixth

of 

March

when I stopped falling

and planted roots.

♥

xoxo