melancholia seeps in
the leaf once green has shrivelled
the bud once ripening has withered
melancholia seeps in
the brook once bubbling has dried
the pond once teaming has exhausted
melancholia seeps in
perhaps
a change will do good
perhaps perhaps
new leaves might sprout
new buds might push forth
new streams might form and
new life might spring...
perhaps perhaps
I am trying and hopefully
seeds sown will bear fruits
soon enough to savour and enjoy
a new wave of hope and motivation
has come forth in ebbs and tides
more consistent that those of months past
keeping my fingers crossed
i will harvest those fruits soon
but in the meantime
more cultivations...
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