you sit in the sun
feeling springtime warmth
soak into wintered skin
with a light and gentle breeze

as winged soloists twitter and trill
and the scent of fresh and blooming
things floats past 

in steady rhythms 
nature has waited
and is now prepared      
to blossom once again

and she whispers soft, “do not forget 
during seasons when winter 
wraps around your heart
--this too shall always pass”

heather pound 2024

Photo by Edu Grande on Unsplash