greenleaf moon

crescent moon
virginal knowing smile
presses down on western mountains
leafless limbs filter sky
north wind
carries ice-airy memory
cuts through dusk like dry thorn
arcturus awaits the old one’s return
whirling earth
rounds the sun
skin shivers in anticipation
waiting for breath
from still slumbering green world
come south wind
with falling rains and swallows
thaw this barren soil
break scales
unfurl solar sails
and resurrect
flowing verdant life
under warm april skies