taste of (spring)

and i taste
that early morning,
disappointed,
i wanted the flavor
of spring to fill me,
that taste
of beginning,
the taste of what
is to become,

i want to taste
birds singing,
new blooms
slowly coaxed out
of hiding, that
wonderful cooked
spice of new sunrises,

all braised within
the close encampment
of celebrations,
stirred and mixed
with care, i want
to taste everything
i haven't experienced
before.