New Birth

By Ella Kang

Amongst the thicket of frost

A slight glimpse of light slips in

Swaying out the cold

Faintly conferring its warmth

Ain’t a trophy

Yet, still honored

Ain’t an halo

Yet, it shines

From the weeping greys

The green yawned out

From the awakening greens

The red bloomed out

Blizzarding glaze of pollutants

Singing her out

Enchantingly knocking on the blossoms 

Alarming before the army of bees swing by

Parade of scarlet petals

It was the New Birth.

By Ella Kang