Come Tender Friends
Published on the Ancient Paths Facebook page on March 16, 2019. Come tender friend of Spring, come vanquish white-sharp night and with your day-stars melt ice-wrapped fields to green. This crystal scene has lost its charm like tarnished jewels and week-old Christmas toys. For we are pressed with you beneath the soil, beside the cold stone steps. One resurrection from the ground is all we need and night is finished. Release your fragrant breath and free the frost-bound sleepers. Come tender friends erase with green and open minds like windows. One golden head with fragile wings will lift the fields, the trees, and me.