I did not ask of Spring
but you brought flowers
with shadows of their leaves
dancing in the wind
as I smelt them
in a moment of pause
you had gone
I walked away wondering
how I could not see you leave
Now whispers in me
words of regrets
longing to begin a new day
I rise to the tallest window
I know the wind of all seasons
will bring me rain
but I shall catch the sunshine
and at my feet
bed of yellow leaves shall grow kind
and in distance,
in distance be a shadow of you
and a day new…
