Spring is springing once more.

Tender buds beginning to peak,

Unfold.

New life

Bursting through damp soil;

 Up beyond last falls sacrificial

Leaves released by trees.

Spring.

Awakened by the

Love of the sun.

Shoots of green growing new among trees

Joyously joining

Wise old branches of time.

And again and again it ends and begins

As we come and go.

A natural knowing among earth and sky,

Moon and sun.

Each taking their turn.

Their ways unspoken

In the

Natural knowing.