Research methods musings

They burst into
Flaming color
Celebrating death
With life
The flow drifts
Almost to a stop
Neutral
Pushed by momentum
Hibernating for
Survival
This cryogenic path
I feel my heart
Explode
Everything
That could be
Will be
I hope.
Hope springs
Eternal.
Spring is what
I hope for
Eternity
Is my goal
We can reach it
Have it
Receive the gift.
Together
Eternity is ours.
Maybe.
Maybe in the spring
Of my hope
We Will enter in
At the Gate.
Next fall,
The spring of my
Hope,
Plunge deep into
The leaves
Crunchy with their
Last efforts
To love,

With me.