What Song

there are days and years

and fortnights, long, cold

winters

yet, spring comes

and in its brightness

sways our hearts-

there is birdsong

wonder

blessings enough for a day,

a year, and

intrepid, self-certain

(the best creating)

we boldly inhabit

this moment

we lean toward each other

likes these trees, here,

bow our new growth

in thanks; so,

listen to the evening, friends,

listen to the morning-

what song is life singing, today

and, tomorrow

what song this year

this cold, long winter,

this reprise of

spring