April's Song

Written by: Jill Martin

January’s chill at last relents with the slant 
of a Spring sun. 
Winter’s secrets buried beneath the snow 
hum your songs along rooftops, 
across crystal threads, 
beneath oceans apart 
where clouds circle the mystery 
of you 
from powder grey to scarlet red ... 

... where the universe skids on a cant 
and rains your truth in petals strewn about a 
solitary path. 

And when I could not follow, 
you left me 
standing here 
holding your crimson tears in my palm, 
colours bleeding in the summer rain.