Winter then spring

Jane Dougherty Writes

Painting by Harald Sohlberg


In the world tree,
Moon and stars hang,
Roots cradle the earth’s heart,
Soft leaf-breath
Shatters the sheet
Of winter ice
In the far north
The waves make no noise,
The only sound,
Cracking ice
And the eerie song
Of the whales.
Spring thaw,
Grey geese flock,
Covering the new, tender green
With warm feathers.
Fire from the south
In their firm tread, they bring,
And pinions, steel-grey, steel-strong,
Bear them on a south wind
To weave wisps of summer
Into a nest of grass.

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