Friday, March 25, 2011

Spring's Delay

Spring's Delay

The sky is grey
     there's an icy breeze
and it seems
    to go right through my head.

It's spring they say
    but that's not how it feels
because to me
    I'm here alone instead.

The winter's frost
    is slow to go away
 and I'm afraid
    it's moved into my heart.

The spring has lost
    this battle for today
and so it keeps
    the sun and me apart.

The sky is grey
    and I wait for clouds to pass
 but still I know
    I'll make it through the cold.    

In Spring's delay
 the very blades of grass
 grow seeds of hope
to come and rest within my soul. 

Caren E. Salas