Halfway between night & day
We pause, hearts momentarily held in equilibrium.
We glance toward the east then the west
certain that the sun will not desert us.
Our bare heads welcome the howling winds of warming March.
Fierce air fills the hollows of our ears as we stand
determined to merge with the elongated light
poised as it is between melting snow & pregnant buds.
The ripe soil seeds hope in our souls.
We clasp hands, sing symmetrical dreams
relinquish winter-weary sleep
& all that ties our bones to cold death’s memory.
The dark recedes as bright spring claims us
greening everything it touches.