Did I miss the arrival of spring?
Bees are out to pollinate
Am I too late?

But wait, Ive been here all along
Was I not observant

RELEASE FROM WINTER

In the darkest shadow
gropes the roots
of the tiniest seed.
Searching;
want ing;
not knowing what.
Movement-chang e.
An

Spring

When is winter done
I so long to see the sun
Oh dreary dark gray
When will you go away

Where in God's heaven
Is release

The Colors of Spring

Like a newborns lullaby
rainbow sunbeams caress the landscape
giving a soft flush of color
to a stark and

She came softly,
My friend Spring.
She saw me, cold and alone.
She could not stand to see me cry.

One bright morning
I woke to