© 2019 Barbara Grace Lake

A playful sun swings through dark clouds
To brighten first, mark shadow next
Exposing bare lit shafts of light
Of promised simmering summer heat
For now it pivots on its rim
A solar dance presaging spring

In scattered rain thrown skipping rocks
Cavort across green meadow pond
Where hungry fish break surface calm
Surprising careless insect meals
Their bubbles rippling ever on
As part of nature’s spring ballet

Strong breezes call shy blossoms out
To blend their color with the wind
A field of swaying golden crests
Combining radiant colored rays
That in a dance of whirling hues
Expresses joy in coming spring.