“Broken Glass”

In it creeps,
slowly and cautiously
peering here and there
as if to test the waters.

 

Slowly,
through the thickness of winter,
it moves,
bringing with it
cloudless days
and slowly greening leaves.

Suddenly, with Robins,
it leaps
with life and love
into everywhere.

Spring sings her song
and along go we
to newness, hope
dreams.

Only later to die,
burst, and break.