Fay Slimm.

Burgeoning.

Burgeoning.

Winter\'s sharp knife now lying buried
in burgeoning earth
means ice ceases and once birdless
branches can become leafed and ready.

Music of March unsettles the breast
of restless nature
while each sunrise expresses daily
the need for change to a greener dress.

Muddy ground tires of sodden trying
to create movement
while soaked garden fills as pools
above make roots beneath swell and die.

Yet season\'s battle loses its anguish
when breezy attempts
win the fight of drying difference
so Spring may begin her flowery task.