Opening to the Spring within

Acer macrophyllum (Big Leaf maple) leaves unfurling from the bud.

Opening to the spring within

a newborn cry

pink flesh

curled and knotted like worms in the garden

writhing with the unbearable shame

of imperfection 

of failure

of self

something this soft and tender shouldn't have teeth

rock it, rock  it, rock it

hushaby baby

stripped bare

fine hairs raw and vigilant looking for

dragons

or 

sunshine

there's nothing here

but the fear of unfolding

 

the spring within

is moving, pushing, inexorable

the light is too bright

the dark even brighter

no more a haven of sleep or rest

the dark is shining through all the walls

until there is only the choice of transparency

gossamer

leaves

thinner than skin

wrinkled, sticky, clinging

pushed into the light

of spring

exposed

for hoursdaysmonths to

light and heat

unfurling 

a patchwork of broken traceries

that shines golden

like joy

like the heart of God