soul like the first warm sun of spring
Eyes open and shut
Clouds cover and uncover sunbeams
Blue skies and eyes and soft touch
Like the baby spring grass shoots
new every year, a perennial flower
Sprout, grow, blossom, bloom, wilt, shrivel,
die, freeze over.
The ground is hard, the sun isn’t warm
The wind cuts your skin
Even our star doesn’t want to be here, the days leave us sooner and sooner.
Sleep now, lay in the ground and wait.
Feel the gloomy rains slowly get warmer,
Patiently remember what you are.
The spring returns smiling and so does she
Thaw, soften, sprout..
Use your roots to stand up again.
You’ve prepared for this, you know how to do this.
Grow, blossom..
Reach your face up to the sun, warm again
The wind graces your cheek, soft again
And she stands again, sweet and lovely
Born on the first day of spring