the coming snow and ice
obliterating
our familiarity
with time and space

then last thawing
the earth cold,
wet, muddy,
the sun in Pisces arrives

soon the vernal equinox
ushering Spring’s arrival,
flowers bloom in verdant, vernal fields
under budding trees; the mad, March hares

and now in some dark
corner of the Lenten heart,
repenting falsity of self,
resurrecting New Life

the fruit of the vine
ripening in the warmth,
new wine in new skins
affirming Life Divine

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
February 13, 2021

photo: The Muck and the Mire, unattributed