Happiness and Heartache

She is radiant- flinging herself off the heights of her own branches

Rising through herself, in a rush of bright colors

she is…dare I say…emerging

For a time she was hidden in a sheath of green. I saw her growing. I wondered.

Now it is clear there has been a convergence, a melding of selves-

of the Beautiful and the Terrible

of the Ugly and the Lovely

of the Happiness, of the Heartache

I love her.

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