Ending in Spring

May 18, 2016 by Wil Triggs in Seed

By Virginia Hughes

Beauty moves

among the players

of first light.

Melting, churning,

frozen river

running wild.

Sprouting, straining,

are stem

blossoming bud.

Pecking, peeping,

newborn chick

feathering dawn.

Stirring, stretching,

longing soul

Arriving home.

Spirit breathes

through hidden layers

of plain sight.