Change Afoot

Today the earth smells different
Damp and fecund
And heat radiates after sun down.

The gnarled hawthorn tree is in leaf,
And blossom has already fallen,
Petals like crimson blood on the path.

I felt like a foreigner on my street.
The old new once more.
My head filled with ideas and hopes,
I felt like me again.

Look up,
Look around,
Keep pace with the speed of change.

These are the months of beauty and joy.
Embrace the light, the scent, the change.

Unfurl and uncoil the winter self.
Let new life in.