Snow Drops are Here!

Spring weather in March;

Even the winds bow gently

To nurturing breeze. 

Wind chime clapper stirs,

Not enough to make a sound;

Just a faint promise.

Rhododendron buds

Wait patiently in the sun.

Their time is coming.

Shadows on the barn

Create their geometry--

Rectangles and squares.

Green moss on the rock

As the water flows swiftly--

Stillness near motion.

Dead tree on the lawn

Lies next to thin shadows.

Both are motionless.

Springing overnight

Small white blooms foretell the Spring--

The snow drops are here!!

Dead tree still has sprouts

That reach up high towards the sun.

(Will they resurrect?)