that you unfurled, like a flower,
petals as gentle as life was not.
what was knotted, hardened,
twisted up tight–
is undone, falling about,
loose, light, peony rich.
that you, delicate, soft,
feel like home,
after being away awhile.
that you are as bloom, now,
as you were bud, with us.
I hope there’s so little left here
because there’s so much of you
everywhere, and always.
I hope it’s the easiest thing,
the best thing,
you’ve ever had.
melissa suarez
melissa 