Sun traveling across barren skies,
feeling the fields light up, reaching for
the warmth and life, radiating above them,
to be wanted, feeling a desire to be needed
keeps you traveling.
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Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees