Love in Bloom

You are spring, my dear.

Perennial beauty 

and bright new life,

the fulfillment of old promises

and the writing of new.

The first gasp of air 

after the long submersion of winter

Bless me, oh muse!

That I may write a testament--

a scripture, an ode--

to the reborn beauty in front of me;

a testament

of spring.