The Opening Doors of Spring

Three more days till spring will fly or
Creep upon this northern part of Earth,
Open doors astonishing with days of
Decent weather, warming winds,
Greening shoots in preparation for the
Wealth of summer fruits.  Today is calm,
Temperate enough to take a walk in
Light jacket, dog pulling at the leash.

Though I may have scattered doctrine
Upon the heap where winter’s cease
Lies dark and placid in the past,
Still the touch of spring brings wild touch,
Opens doors in center of my being—
Simple vision, nothing more desired
Than what imperfect universe perfectly
Provides:  an empty heart, longing,
Knowing that none of it is truly mine,
Yet all belongs to me…  this day of warmth,
This air of understanding, this touch of
Emptiness that empties me with grace—
Accessible, essential, exquisite chaos
Rising from the ground of spring.


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