"it's the greening of the trees
that really gets to me... Patient, plodding, a green skin
growing over whatever winter did to us, a return
to the strange idea of continuous living despite
the mess of us, the hurt, the empty. Fine then,
I'll take it, the trees seem to say, a new slick leaf
unfurling like a fist to an open palm. I'll take it all. "
-Ada Limón, "Instructions on Not Giving Up"