Spring Cleaning

Sometimes…life rushes by too fast to catch in a word.

Feeling sands shift thoughts, concepts of mind blurred…

So, I took my micro-view tight ideas outside for a walk!

Far from the cacophony of voices and opinionated talk;

Immersed myself, tried to wrap my mind around silence…

I heard myself think… I ventured onward by persistence:

Wind’s breath stirs dry branches limbered by rising sap,

Clapping to celebrate the end of winter’s cold long nap!

I wait for color to reclaim the grey dessert sage in blue;

Not wanting to go back I tarry long, gathering each hue;

Spring-cleaning of mind and reorganizing heart’s closet,

Letting go the old and making room for new life deposit.