Last night a tempestuous wind blew
I looked up and saw
Spring struggling with Winter
Look, said Spring
I must burst forth
once again
But what will become of me?
deplored Winter
forgetting that his season too
will recur
They held each other tightly
trees stood still
steadying their swinging branches
hushing their rustling leaves
All were in awe
of the moment when neither being nor non-being
life nor death
held sway
As Spring let go
Winter bellowed
a tremendous roar
the pain
of a thousand partings
the force of separation
yielding a light so intense
that it pierced our skins
baring our feelings
of hope, sadness, love, betrayal
exposing our souls
leaving us speechless
and soaked
in tears of rain
that poured all night
as Spring turned away from Winter
This morning
magnificent dawn
dries teardrops of dew
on blue green grass
Spring dances
a meditative dance
from hidden memories
a vibrant dance
of life to live
New York City
May 2000