Spring is not just a season. Spring is not just hope. Spring spells continuity, a linkage between two parts of a cycle.
Yet, spring offers no guarantees. A bud that blossoms today has a limited life span. What do I celebrate here, when I know certain elements may not reach the other end.
The bud swayed, and pointed towards the garden. It is a collective celebration of Planet Earth, seasons and life.
I live everywhere
look beneath me, beyond me
-roots and leaves and buds