And there is a seed under the ground about to sprout
to come to life or remain latent?
And there is a feeling in my heart about to express
to unveil in my eyes or remain inside?
And there is a hesitation in my fingers about to disappear
to hold the air carefree or remain careful?
And there is a shilly-shally in my eyes about to survey intently
to gaze with wide eyes or remain at corners?
And there is a festival inside me about to celebrate
to invoke the goddess or remain waiting?
And there is a lightness in my hair about to settle
to flow with the breeze or remain stationed?
And there is a tradition in my attire about to find fashion
to bring back the old or remain in transition?
And there is ruddiness in my look about to blush
to surrender myself or remain blossomed?
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