The Four Seasons

 
spring

S oftly singing their hatchling song,
P laintive birds heralding first spring
R ejoice at water returning to itself.
I ce flows,
N ow greens the thirst of new roots
G rowing radiant a bloom of rainbows in earth


summer

S ky sags heavy with bleached light.
U nder the weight of the
M addening shimmer, the whitehot
M urmur of an
E ndless sun’s infernal
R ays


autumn

A fter the fire, the glow.
U nbending green flows into fawn,
T rees touch the sky with bony fingers,
U nravel clouds to show the mellow
M oon languishing cool in purple
N ight


winter

W arm is what I’ll be.
I ce inches its  
N ips of chill near
T he tingling fingers of my tall tree.
E ver so empty will the evenings be
R oasting chestnuts alone by my roaring fire