Spring bewitches
With its golden days
Warm and languid.
Leaves of sculptured jade
Unfold confidently,
To sing of Life-remembered
Through a winter
Dark and long.
Diamonds
Fall to earth,
Springing forth transformed
Into flowery jewels
More exquisite still,
Love incarnate
To the eyes and smell.
New bark
Sloughs off snow-time's
Shabby coat
And twigs reach for the wind.
The red-bird
And the mocker
Trill a vernal hymn,
So old
The hills cannot remember
A time it was not sung.
Rock and stream
Rush together in laughing joy,
Their embrace unstilled
By the melting of winter ice,
Eager to find the sea.
2/19/76
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