the snow vanished quick as i said. today, a warm sunrise and thawing ground have turned
my thoughts to arriving spring. after living in this place so many years, the signs of changing seasons stand out to me bright as as neon sign. we all receive our little messages of our
seasonal changes. it would be interesting to know them, wherever you are…
gardeners and farmers can read them best, i think.
the first warm sunrise
first suggestion of nascent spring
there are certain signs for seasons:
birdsong returns as the days grow longer
winter honeysuckle perfumes the air
fat robins bob in the thawing yard
cheerful chirps as they search out
awakening early worms.
brave crocus, daffodils’ bright blooms
first decoration in dun-colored world.
following fast, palest green shoots
testing the warming air.
from above, the faint voices of sandhill cranes
returning from warmer winters,
circling the lake, the loose v-shape
ever reforming as they rise up
on the warm air currents..the long
sharp arrow shape aligns and shoots
due north, riding the high winds.
their cries as they pass over
are soft alarms sounding –
spring is here.