i could never hide the spring
i could never hide the spring which will awaken
buds and blooms, nor exile winter from it's tomb,
cold, frozen, it's hold and effect;
fingers cannot pry themselves from
inside gloves' protection
when numb and iced;
there are extremities to paradise.
blood must be pumped by heartbeats,
beats of hearts, beats of hearts,
beats of hearts must keep rhythm
vary the parry of accented truths,
lunge then push the foil off to the side.
deflected blows are best to rest the freezing
of an attack.
what is lacking can be given back
when spring sings rebirth, robins
perched on porch swings
where we sit, embraced
by warmed Love
chasing chilled winds