The green creeps upward in Spring.
First grass transforms from thatch to verdant
then the first plants, peeking out from under last autumn’s leaves.
Soon after, the shrubs join in,
spreading a faint haze of life through the undergrowth
hiding the skeletal branches in a wrap of green.
Then, at last, the explosion of life,
flowers bursting from ground and branch,
leaves finally leaping to the treetops,
banishing winter’s final remnant of bareness,
and softening the wind’s voice
from whistle to susurrus.
Life wins again