Regularly poetic

Here we sprout

wrapped inside a shell with no exit

slowly releasing each layer that influences growth,

the wind spirals passion away from grasp,

while shame is controversy created by misplaced focus

satisfying the storm of chaos

since planted,

demise has been evident

with clear and precise unfairness,

but the path littered with damage is normal

only to uplift the spirit connected to strength

here we sprout

attempting to unravel the weight of turmoil

only to discover unimaged blessings,

hidden within its core

now the view can become spotless

opening the door to new abundance,

unchaining the weight of hesitation

that influences fearless freedom,

here we've sprouted