Tuesday, May 05, 2020
SPRING IS ONLY
Spring is only
this sauntering.
Its leaf-green
offering is
only a tug at
our wanting more
every day than
the grey memory
of winter's
bitterness.
Come, sun, break
this earth open
like a flower
blossoming, like
a heart bursting
with joy, like
a cliche
in glory. Let us
enter the promise
of spring with
everything
we've got. We've got
nothing to lose.
