"The air is vivid with spring light."
~ Byron Caldwell ~
Spring is about renewal-
Things coming back...
But not the same as before:
NEW buds.
And there is friction in the arrival of this new growth-
A chick squeezing and stretching its little cramped body
To break open the shell and be born-
Bulbs pushing up through dirt,
And death comes too,
Beside the fresh life, and nourishes it-
Dead leaves,
Sprouts that cannot survive in the shadow of their
Counterparts-
The END of frost and the cold.
As always, it's all mixed up,
And the cycle goes around.
The end is the beginning,
And the beginning is
The end.
I'm just here.
