Earth is awakening from its bitter cocoon,
Flowers unfurling like dancers,
Stems and stamens to the sun.
Life is tantalized by the novice breeze
And the promise of better days
All made by one who may not keep it.
Is spring new life or death to winter?
We bid farewell to arctic winds.
Snow and ice merging into ground
Stone warming rather than stone cold.
Green shoots appear, a nemesis to frozen earth
And warm breezes a boast to frosty gales.
That sapphire sky, so blue and clear,
Covered by thick blankets of cloud,
And woven through with rays of particulate light.
Is it a just prank, a joke of Nature?
A gift given and then revoked?
We know not.
And yet, we cannot help but enjoy it;
We’re human, after all.
Gifted in finding delight in such simple processes
As the rotation of the earth in space
And the radiation of the sun