Wednesday, March 27, 2019

Already Spring



The sudden frost
Left the crocus bloom
In decay

Cat poised
On the frozen meadow
Mouse just made it

Another night
To dust the landscape white
But crocus prevails

Dark clouds
Wind sweeping through trees
Cherry blossom rain

Under the moon
Light boat swaying
Silver mirrors

One cicada
Keeps singin’ in the rain
No dance, though

Into the forest
Tree after tree after tree
The Way is random

Tiny butterfly
Fluttering around
Birth of a storm

Cold spring morning
Silhouettes of barren trees
Still a promise






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