Spring Rains

Spring Rains

Going hand in hand, we need the nakedness.
We need the cold bright water to awaken us
Coming down from the mountain's height

Where it lives through deep wintertime as snow.
Spring will fill it with the warm promise waiting,
So we go down and meet it at the river.

Where we will see life begin again anew
Out of the darkness of winter and into the light,
Where the warming sun takes us by the hand

And into the still cold river, half ice
With the memory of winter still inside it.
To wash away the dark season and become clean

Again to taste the spring rains on our tongues
And to kiss like bees meeting the new flowers
To taste the nectar of their bright new year.