Dawn's Early Light

That great, dark reservoir in
the night-time sky lifted its hugely
ponderous gates to a flood of rain
pounding against the dimly-seen
landscape below. On the dawn's
early light the greenery glowed
luminescent - spurred to
advance its entry into summer.

In the woodlands, an abundance of
wild strawberries in bloom among
the early spring violets. Shafts of
sunlight shoot their rays upon the
crimson heads of trilliums. Jacks,
hiding their purple striped presence
under pulpits, pioneer their tribal
presence along watery tributaries.

The wild, mocking screech of a
Pileated woodpecker spreading its
wings wide upon the wind, its
scarlet head a flying mime, sounds
eerily against the clacking of treetops
with the low, urgent baritone of the
soughing wind roughing the arras.

Under the heart-shaped leaves of
wild ginger tiny hidden flowers
blithely bloom not distant from the
seasonal colonizing foamflowers
with their tiny white sprays of
frilly blooms among pale, yolk-
yellow woodland violets.