Spring Is Singing Upon Us

I have opened my winter window

The warm oneness

is smiling

in the lifescape

of the neighborhood ~

the embrace of peoples’ faces ~

The birds caressing

an open canopy of sky

welling blue-vast heated freshness

Call in a melody

of life’s ages still bringing us forth

to stir our souls even now

From the branches of their tree top rivers

to new buds green etched

unfurling of delicate flesh

coursing their juices in harmony

to the April sun.

I have opened my winter window.