The sapling trees shake out their pink and white ruffled gowns,

quivering in anticipation,

virginal debutantes ready for their coming out.

Tender budding green branches reaching eagerly for warmth

from pale cerulean skies

bleached clean by winters cleansing rains.

Beneath their dainty feet

the mother's body groans, cracks and heaves,

birthing her spring brood of

dainty crocus, ruffly purple squill, and laughing daffodils.

Golden poppy lights bittersweet green hills

illumining  fresh sward ..lucent fairy lights

glistening in sweet innocent splendor.

Fallow earth erupts in joy and hope,

Spring's zephyr winds cool her fevered, laboring brow

as  it renews the promise

of rebirth and redemption,

borne on the wafting fragrances of spring's floral dream,

evanescent, ephemeral, as life itself.