cool breeze, warm sun,
clear marble of blue above,
a united nations of bird song;
I noticed the tree buds swollen,
ready to pop, spread a wing,
I thought, "I'm ready for that too!"
but then wondered if I might
be more like evergreen needles,
"oh no" I said; then heard a pine
whisper, "there's the tall lady
in her thin light blue jacket -
now I know the days will be
growing longer, heating up;"
me, a herald of a season?
how seamless the natural world is.