hammer strike of sparking day
hoping for bright odes of joy
and sun like spears of laughter
and skies that surge like oceans
and clouds that dance with music
flowing from the flying trees
and paths that glitter through the
woods still sprinkled with wet snow
and birds cutting blue above
with wings of black and bright songs
sharpened by a lust for light
and love and a crystal Spring

(Words and Images Copyright 2014©by Michael Kallstrom)