Come Spring

The forest sits in perplexed 
uncertainty between two opposing
forces, each with their coercive
elements of wind and moisture
atmospheric change and seasonal
drive to procreate driving instincts 
of the forest creatures. Early
arrival of migrants abandoning 
south for the changing north
readily assume their spring notes
of celebration. The warming sun
penetrates the leafless branches of
trees preparing their sap to rise
in welcome of spring. More clement
weather will persuade the snow
smothering the forest floor to melt
and run off to the waiting ice-freed
rivers of the land. Soon, white will
be transformed to fresh, glowing
green, and those shy spring flowers
will lift their heads in the ongoing
perpetuation of the rites of spring.