a return

this is for jo and reya

singing and dancing

under washington's snow-kissed blossoms

"capitol cherry" image courtesy of reya mellicker

you can feel

the

soft press

of spring's lips

on the morning snow

as it kisses

the unfolding trees

and sets the blossoms trembling

in the great yawning space

that suddenly opens

in this microcosm

of the universe

revealing

as much of the connection

of all things

as of the distance

between our knowing

its allness

and our experiencing

of its intimacy

music for this moment . . .

arborea's take on robbie basho's "blue crystal fire"