Geese are returning and life is bursting free,
the days and nights are now spaced equally.
What was frozen is now warming, generally,
sunshine unclenches what was tightly gripped in me.
Enough dark remains to remind us all to rest
large mammals now unwind from their long rest,
hidden bulbs are sprouting a noble skyward quest
and folks start preparing their Easter Sunday best.
The Equinox is here, Spring is sprung upon us all,
flowers are drinking in the rains every time they fall,
starlight has it own tidal pull, we each hear the call,
ice and fire dance along razors edge, to rise and then fall.