BEGINNINGS.
Morning\'s mist unrolls to boost
a sapphire-blue roof.
Shining above warmer footings
of luminous movement,
dawn\'s broomed grey reduces
night\'s cloudy hood
and time allowed I wish to use
chance to commune
with change as cycle produces
from dryness beauty.
Rising\'s rush to spot birthings
of Spring, unearth
modest beginnings of early
thrust through thirsty
need to clothe winter\'s bare
woods means staring
awed as re-growth prepares
from grounded lair
roused heads, patches where
Flora\'s combed hair
spreads glory over bald earth.
As Springs before being there
when snowdrop-wear
appears through frozen murk
I bend taking care
no clumsy foot must disturb
thronging joint fanfare
of snowy-white drops daring
their smile to uncurl.
Nothing compares mingling
with Springtime beginnings.