Spring Knows.
Tomorrow\'s plants curl in frozen patches
as snow-mottled clouds
hang unseasonally low over east-winds.
Surge of change has entered air\'s passage
as Spring, Winter-dazed,
sluggishly pushes awake greening things.
Lifeless and naked upstanding iced vines
shivering fruitless
dream of times full of graped ruby juices.
Nothing is wasted to rile nature\'s mind,
no move uncertain,
objectives defined, new becomes rooted.
Cold it may be but Spring knows its duty.