Imbolc Love Song

I am ground arousing
roots tingling and singing
I am ringing in the imminent
threshold of spring

I am crystalline crunch of crusty snow
that glitters with a billion
diamond reflections of the sun

I am crow call hoopla
black squirrel dashing
dark eyed juncos jumble
round the bird feeder

I am brittle branches snapping
cold crackling
gasping icy gulps
and letting loose
a whoosh
of steamy breath
that disappears in frosty air

I am moon sliver
infinite star glimmer
limitless
in the jet-black sky


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