Regeneration

Tiny fragrant flowers straining to touch the sky.

Leaves as delicate as a baby's skin,

Brighter, brighter, growing, growing.

The re-growth of the undergrowth against the bright blue sky.

Red flames have been turned into red flowers.

Leaves are green, they have returned, even brighter than before,

Brighter, brighter, growing, growing.

Regeneration is fragile but it is also strong.

Everything is back where it belongs.

Trees speckled with colour, life…

Brighter, brighter, growing, growing.

Scuttle, scuttle, the bush is lush once again.