Monday Poem: Dance the Spring

Dance the Spring

While singing songs to distant skies
we step and turn as we step and learn
to move again as spring returns.

That winter was so cold and hard
it needed many dances before
the first slow signs of spring were seen

and living could return once more
to take us on, out of the cold
and darkness, through the promised spring

towards the golden days of summer.
A season when it seems as though
the winter days could never return

even as the days grow shorter
again, while falling slowly towards
the winter like the leaves that fall

each floating slowly down to earth
twisting from the oldest trees
all while the birds prepare to chase

the sun across these skies above
and leaving us alone to face
the long cold nights and wondering

if we have the strength to dance
the spring and summer back again.