first day of spring, first spring - david ebenbach

[icarusblood]

There is a beauty that engulfs,
that replaces the morning―
no sun on the sidewalk, no air
to breathe, and the early mist
held in place as if by hands, but
not mine, not me, gone, not my slow
morning thoughts, gone
with the row homes and me,
down to the footprint, gone, barely holding on
to even the words: cherry blossom,
cherry blossom, cherry
blossom.

via THRUSH