When we come out
Of winters shadow
And it’s finally spring
There is fire in my heart.
And a lightness in my step
And the world seems
full
Of infinite
possibilities
When we come out
Of winters shadow
And it’s finally spring
There is fire in my heart.
And a lightness in my step
And the world seems
full
Of infinite
possibilities
The heavily laden
Mountain slopes
Slowly shed their winter coat
Beginning the slow spring melt
The snow and ice
Releasing the water
Imprisoned within it
Metamorphosing as it seeps
Into every crevice
Rivulets gently trickling
Into dormant streams
Gaining volume and momentum
As it tumbles downward
Swelling and growing
Feeding cascading waterfalls
And white water rapids
As it races to the valleys below
The chill wind
Bitter and biting
Buffeted the house
Rattling the windows
And whistling at the door
Exploiting every weakness
Exposing every crack
To chill us to our bones
As bitter winter disappears
The springtime cheers
As with each new
flower
The season grows in
power
Spring is here again
Stirring the souls of
men
Like windblown petals
The snow fell in gentle
swirls
Settling on the
landscape
To delight the boys
and girls
The wind howled around the house
And whistled through
the trees
Bringing snow in
blizzards
The strong winds
across the rooftops
Whipped up the loose
grains
And chased them like
white ribbon
Across the grey slate
It wasn’t pretty snow
Nor did it present a pretty
scene
Not at all picturesque
Or picture postcard
Snow was blown in
horizontally
With great ferocity
And as I drew the
drapes
It spattered the
casement windows
I shivered and thanked
God
I was safely home
Some people are like clouds In strange kind of way Because when they fuck off It becomes a beautiful day