Spring Equinox

Dawn glories the sky
in bright brushed hues
from its dark sleep
earlier these days
approaching the Vernal Equinox
wakening the cardinals
to sing their praise
with lilting abandon.

Lines and arrows
of returning geese
flying southward in this
Northern Hemisphere
crease the wide, blue, open skies,
their wild calls
herding the tired flock
to farmed fields
and river banks
still thawing from their
winter glaciation.

In swamps and wetlands
throughout the land
red-winged blackbirds
settle around
rushes and cattails
trilling their spring arrival.

Robins, eager to
present to the coming
months, precipitate the
season in a vain search
for live food
yet buried in the frozen earth.
The full, bright moon
at the end of day
illuminates transition.