Nature

Wait with me
in the grass
while the dandelions
swell
burst to yellow
parachute
and land again.

Wait with me
while the green spears
creep along the garden fence
spiral out
from lavender
to violet
then close, fade, and drop
small brown seeds.

Wait with me
while the branches above us
bud and leaf
canopy our patient bodies
redden and fall to brown
rest
bud again.

Wait with me
while the skies
pass over us in countless
passages of light and dark.

Wait with me
for the first robins
and the last
and their return.

Copyright Kay Winter

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