This quiet Before the flowers bloom Winter requited Old turns to new Lost in the timeline Spiraling deep into my mind All the little things that keep me grounded Be still, in wake This moment That we’re feeling now Stay in motion Let the wind show you how Here, your hand in mine Worries and regrets behind All the little things that keep me grounded Begin escape Hold tightly Like rooted ground Listen closely To the ongoing sound Heart beating in real time An immediate answer to alive All the little things that keep me grounded New light, innate