Poem- past winters & winters there are springs & springs again

spring – my juices rise from the
sunken winter dream.
I green in the sun.
rain, a clean lover, gently
shivers me to full treehood
to some branching, budding buddhahood.
to some fragrance that is whispering softly to all
in a love that only gives & gives.

come, sip my nectar, let me slide wetly & fresh
down your throat & be a clear blue sky there
a song like the unfurling of furry buds into leaves,
a song that does not give up singing
forever again spring-

--Terra Rafael

Happy First Day of Spring

seems like lately I gotta case of the spring time-
I dance to the birds singin, to
the slow-motion-sounds of the buds
bursting into green spring flags
& I too flap in the fresh new winds,
the sun shinings oozing into my skin
smiling.
can’t concentrate on nothing but feel feeling good,
lately the only think I’m good for is make makin’ love & po-e-try.

--by Terra Rafael