Ends and beginnings and ends

What grows when thoughts of possible
When all seems bright
Expansion begins
Rooms long closed open
Thoughts long dust and dusty
Rejuvenate
Hope bursts as bloom
Fed fat on spring and blood

These rooms pass time empty
Doors swing shut
Sighs like lamentation in the downstairs closet
Sleepy forms just waking
Turn over in their uneasy beds
And at the end

I dwindle
To bared steel
Sharp eyes
And a heart once whole
Thrice broken
And slowly
Slowly
On the mend