The south wind’s newfound breath,
The spring sun’s waxing ray,
Draw from your outward death
An opulent array.
Before one fleck of green
Has clothed your naked frame,
The life that coursed unseen
Bursts from your bones, aflame:
Lush orbs of rose and cream
Unfurl like lotus blooms,
Luxuriant, and stream
Soft, sensuous perfumes.
Not holding back your joy
Pent up one moment more,
With full force you deploy
Fire held in Winter’s store.
Would all new life first stirred
Into the world like you,
Surging forth undeterred
To paint the world anew!
Featured in New Lyre Summer 2022
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