Views and Variations
Through the glass, still cool to the touch,
I watch the world awaken.
Pale frost yields to puddles and shoots—
the hush of winter lifted by a rising tide of color.
Golden light spills across the thawing earth,
as the daffodils turn their cheerful faces toward the sky.
Amber panes glow like petals in bloom,
and the air hums with returning life.
Outside, the world is soaked in light—
in pigment, in promise—
in everything that had once been held back.
This is not just the end of winter.
It is the saturation after the thaw.
