The wisp is cool in striking sunlight sweet
A daffodil, a tulip screams the soil new
Bicycles, sweatshirts, hazy neighbors greet
A lightness in fresh atmosphere in view.
Shed the dried up, cancerous arctic skin
Where shelter became sweet easily drawn
Inside play feverish calculate kin
Surround ourselves in a warm winter yawn.
Begin her coo ritualistic dove
Feel energy delight in mind at ease
Arouse together humanistic love
In summer’s heat an early toss in tease.
In solstice we regard life bountiful
In time in Grace optimism in whole.