An ode to spring

Spring rears its head
within the entrails of eyesight
the clear signs of the season refreshed anew
soaked in the splashes of gleaming sunlight

Pedestrians gathering in their glow
for a show of seasonal beauty
the weather warms to degrees most pleasant
to start the cycle’s endless duty

I run my fingers over the skies so clear
every inch of blue an opening into the infinite
touching the trees and grass so vigorous
the season of growth continues to define the intricate

Through the cold and wet darkness
we emerge prevailing in seasonal shifts
I wipe my eyes clean for freshness redeemed
novelty proceeds with winter a few miles adrift

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