Spring Into Summer
SPRING INTO SUMMER
Some things softly died, it's true,
while others only slept.
Yet little joys of green bent through,
in a promise winter kept.
Bare latticed limbs that trace the sky,
while branches now awaken.
Yet brown the leaf that once did die,
magenta buds have taken.
Waltzed on tip-toe from buttercup,
the butterflies swirl faintly up.
They sail on paths within the skies,
that are not seen by human eyes.
Shadowed fingers stretch past dawn,
and teased at Earth, and hid Orion.
Wind whispered secrets in fern and frond,
and sighed at puffs of dandelion.
Gilded sun nodes warm and new,
know the Solstice chill is through.
Nodes to warm the Equinox,
from cold to hot, in paradox.
Then just as new as Spring will be,
comes burgeoning maturity.
And Springtime must just reminisce,
as Summer blows her sticky kiss.
-By Edlynn Nau
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