Poems for the Smiling Heart

Quickening

Ice melts on the great lake
fish flicker in the deep
the oak leaf once frozen in form
now floats towards an unknown horizon

The quiet is stirred
by a new breeze
coming from an ancient land
welcoming and warm
accompanying me
as I walk between the seasons
one foot on snow
one foot on grass
one heart on tree buds
one mind on the splendour
of resurgence

what was once survival
is now elevation