First day of spring

Winters solitude

comes to an end while a harsh

brittle cold lingers

in the morning when dew clings

to a blade of uncut grass

The once abundant

clusters of silver clouds now

transformed into an

abundance of grey shadows

dance to a gentle breeze and

meander through my

geological garden

of antiquity

There erupting into a

moment of euphoria

a wind chimes random

orchestration crescendos

then descends softly

into a harmonious

utter motionless stillness

On this capricious

day when the sun has reached the

vernal equinox

she will announce to us all

spring has finally arrived

Photo: Dutch Iris, my garden March 19, 2010