The cry of an eagle floats across a distant peak,
bear tracks visible in the Spring thawing snow
Sunlight, spreading its dance upon the land,
the Ponderosa Pine and Aspen in bloom
The glaciers look down smiling the higher you climb,
searching for that redemption never offered below
The wolf trails the hare back inside its snowy den,
the road to all new entry having now been cleared
Permission never asked for, granted, as the music starts,
it’s early May in the Rockies—the January of renewal
In a celebration of new life, flowers wrap the landscape like ribbon,
tying close the promises as good wishes on a Christmas morning
It’s springtime even on the highest peak, and old questions lost of meaning
now seem gone away...
Reborn in the arrival of yet another desperate beginning
—holding nothing back
(Columbia Falls Montana: September, 2003)