wind of spring
wind of springwind of spring comes first
calm ghost of winter
first breath -- first moment
new growth
spring winds
blow out dead wood
last season's death
in nature, in humans
there sighs a sigh of relief
nature is busy
after long winter sleep
flowers bloom
babies born
light grows longer
scents fill
olfactory mind
days pass
wind of spring flows
over ancient ground
many coloured
not subdued
wind of spring blows
past our open window
early morning
enters warm air
new year's gladness
softly, quietly
we all grow older
with each breath
wind of spring
-- a child forever.
vcp
circa 1980
Poetry by Victor
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Written on 2016-04-17 at 21:28
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