spring
3-17-96
everything is laughing today
the birds, the stream
the boundless blue of the sky's smile
these trees that have stood so somber
for so long
are surging, reaching
bursting with the ecstasy of life
even these moths and butterflies giggle
as they flit from bush to bush
how many days
how much letting go does it take
for me, too, to rejoice with the flowers?