As if they weren’t as delicate as daffodils
In the snow,
Maybe our own natural
Anti-freeze
Wind wisps
Barreling Dust storms-
All across
This template
Given long ago-
Spring is sacred geometry-
It points forward and inward and outward
PI x 2 squared (we all want a simple formula)
Hypotenuse
Of a circle (well our circle)
Always traverses
And
Tunnels
Ones’ own heart-
A starting point-
Bench press your own weight-
Drag your own indiscretions-
Off loaded
Let the Earth hold you-
For once allow
Her sacred heartbeat
Equanimous-
Hold yours