April

I breathe warm air upon the earth.
Life-giving breath. Ruach.
 
I push the darkness back towards the night
giving the sun more hours;
encouraging growth, new life, rebirth.
 
My cascading showers irrigate the soil,
quenching the thirst of the plants and flowers.
 
Leaves and grass spring forth,  
transforming the world to shades of green
which are interspersed with white clouds in the sky
and early clouds of pinkish blossom on the trees.
 
Esprit d'avril.