Winter to Spring
In the stillness of winter before the turning point comes you hope this would be the last time The last wrong, the last fight But the light darkens, then brightens again not waiting for you And you reach for it because you want to grow too Maybe this is how flowers live a tree, a grass Leave the safety and warmth of the soil reach toward the sky See this luminous world for the first time the freshness and sweetness of air the softness of rain Understand with shock the fear of thunder, hail, frost the hot days that never end Oh, just sigh like the moon, the stars like the neverending cascade of beauty that is day and night The whole of the world can be felt from the root of a single flower The turning point comes winding you around as easy as sliding around a corner as hard as growing a new skin I remember the stillness of winter the electric blue of the soil Then movement comes, and its radiance gives …