April

Again the sun-bright days:

the gentle greening of hedge and tree,

the newborn herbs tucked in their beds,

and geraniums packed snugly

in their boxes by the wall…

once more, the transformation

from bare twig to budding flower,

from silhouette to three-dimension..

Bird and bee and burbling fountain

celebrate their homecoming,

and animate the garden

with sound and movement,

as it takes a breath and steps

from sequestered chill

to spreading sunshine.

The earth is new

(or so it seems)

and I am likewise

resurrected.