Spring Poems to Meditate upon

a wet bee

bobs along ~

the flowering thyme

a wind

disturbs

the rain

moonlight

sails inside

the mossy crack

birdsong

in all directions

a measured performance

listen ~

the rain

is about to fade

young plum tree

flushed cheeks

roots run deep

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