This Next Season
The expansive sky above was painted baby blue, releasing rays from the mid-afternoon sun that warmed the chilling eighteen-degree day This vibrant canopy looked over me as I ran along the puddled, sloshy asphalt streets from newly melted snow It is early March and winter is slowly retreating making way for spring My body absorbs the energy of this new day This particular moment is lazy, quiet but vibrant And I need to run My legs are longing to propel forward To push off the pavement I absorb into the winter landscape that is about to transform To make space for new growth and blossoming life of the new season in waiting As I feel my body work, a sense of wonder comes over me How this planet cycles in and out of darkness, light, hot and cold Where leaves fall, nests are built, flowers bloom and eggs hatch Pleasure, pain, birth and death are components of the earth's existence Experiencing loss and grief with mother earth allows us to appreciate life to the fullest I delight in the