The Beginning

Inactive frozen Stillness

Of long and dark
Grey wintered Earth

Punished itself
To near death.

Now waking up, pushing

The weakening tantrums 

Of numbing iced chill.

Finally shaking the shivers

Giving way, retreating

Ice yielding water 

Trickling, forming streams. 

Losing

To a bright, orange glow

And Breaking 

Lavender blue dawn

Melting into fledgling

Warmth, comforting cosiness.

A wish of life,

Stems and roots

Breaking free
From iced land,

New leaves sprouting

Thawed aroma of

Fragrances through sprigs

Flowers bunching, spreading,

Growing breeze of wafted air

Crawling insects, flying bees humming

Green, bright, joy

And Sun

Alluringly mild

Yet the lovers delight

To a rapturous dance

Dismayed to the abrupt

Rough, tussled

Thundering winds, dark clouds

And back it goes, the rejoice.

Sudden rain 

Snowed, sleets,

Pellets of frozen rain 

Frosting demure buds

Beaten nosegay

Drooping heads

Brooding over the lost

New found love

It’s the harsh grey

Season of dead again

To silently

Acquiesce, accept, 
Surrender.

Yet and soon

Warm, sensual, genial again

And gushing water,
Dancing birds

In bright splendour
Swaying bloom

And the Sun

Urging, blessing
To live again

Here loving snugness

And instantly there

Wild, severe, pitiless

And again so motherly

In your victorious struggle

To life born again
Oh Spring! 

                     ... Sadhana & Ramakant