spring is dark mornings
when you feel set back
when life is bursting
but it is hard to get started
a flower slowly opens
and snow showers down
the unending night continues
getting shorter each day
you find something you lost
and lost something you found
and sometimes you are unsure
which is the right way up
each moment is full of hope
a potent elixir of potential
your dreams full of omens
an unmade world out of reach
the waking hours seem long
your heavy feet drag
spring is everything possible
nothing seems to happen
until you turn around
and winter is gone
