Universal Melt

Has Spring returned here?

Winter has not even come.

What is going on?

Sunlight on feeder;

Birds keep on gorging themselves;

(Act like it's winter.)

They eat anything,

Even my rhododendrons

Which have only buds.

Sweater and Spring coat

Is all I need on this day.

(What season is this?)

Stream's now torrential,

Roaring its water onward

With a sense of purpose.

Instant waterfall

Runs swift down the mountainside

Adding its chorus.

Water is everywhere:

In sky, ice and running streams--

Universal melt.

Frantic moth searches

In the trees and the bushes.

(Has it lost its way?)