Wednesday, April 5, 2006

Dance of the Seasons

Overnight the onion snow came,
stealthily placing hoods of snow
on the brave first born of spring.

The sun and clouds were doing
a dance in the sky.
Gray snow flurries flew
chased by rays of light streaking
through the flowing willow branches.

What a morning,
green and white contrasting
in fashion driven by time...
white in the shadows,
green in the light
is all that remains.

Old man Winter's final rally.
Last blow and be gone!
Enter virgin Spring!
Making love in beds of green...

jim