revival

winter ends-

in a symphony of flutes and violins,

the clouds tatter

and the sun creeps through

a flat expanse-

dead for a while now,

still cloaked in frost

but now cluttered with green shoots

leaves and stems-

reaching for the sky,

buds forming

tiny promises

in the midday sunlight-

daffodils blossom

petals displayed

finally emerging after too long