A Vibrant Newness
The last vestige of winter lingers,
as we await impatiently
for spring to break forth
Releasing in its majesty new life,
as we recall from the deep recesses
Memories of a vibrant newness
brought in the rolling back of a stone.
Still ice crystals on my window
when Aurora shows her smiling face
The pale sun gingerly reveals herself,
shy little beams of her precious light
Inhaling the subtle fragrance of early
confident red and yellow tulips.
bravely defying Winter's last breath
The moon reflects in subtle hues,
a blanket of calm,
where turbulence is stilled.
An undeserved gift-
Respite from the maelstrom
of daily life, which we will
not allow being extinguished.
Warming my hands on my cup
of hot tea, I wonder how
the tulips sleep, set at rest
by the shimmering moonlight
Dreaming about another day
where they can spread their petals
flirting with the blushing Spring sun