歌詞

The buds stayed closed

Through the softer rain

A pale green promise

With no date named

I checked the stems

I touched the soil

Nothing had fallen

Nothing had spoiled

The window kept

A patient grey

Light came in slowly

Then moved away

I used to count

What did not show

As if all quiet

Meant nothing grew

But roots do not ask

To be seen

Under the surface

They keep their green

No Bloom This Season

I will not call it failure

Some living things

Need hidden weather

No flower yet

No proof to give

I can stay closed

And still live

The tag still hangs

From a thin old string

A name for something

Not flowering

I turn the pot

But not too far

Some leaves protect

Where tender parts are

Not every silence

Means retreat

Some rooms grow quiet

To keep their heat

No Bloom This Season

I will not call it failure

Some living things

Need hidden weather

No flower yet

No proof to give

I can stay closed

And still live

Do not force the petals

Do not split the seam

A closed bud is not empty

It is keeping something green

No Bloom This Season

I can let it be

Not every branch

Owes color to me

No flower yet

No shame in this

I can rest low

And still exist

Leave the water light

Leave the window near

If nothing opens

I am still here