__ Monday I gazed out the kitchen window across our yard, and through a cloud of snowflakes... each flake seemed a teacup just floating on the morning air; newly bloomed forsythia took their sips.  A reason, or season_?  _m

forsythia blooms
as snowflakes punctuate
poetic reason

Nature's irrevocable magic:

__ Beyond these sickened days, hearts scan toward sweet tomorrows; green leaves give we all, a new cause of life .  _m

as fresh buds swell

beyond this soured air

green leaves