new season new life

silvery light dawns
february will be warm
snow in far places

we begin a new
nest like birds in early spring
trees in the sunset

morning's too early
but winter vanishes now
season is turning

even in this place
where now i make my dwelling
the calm has rewards

while in my office
i hear the birds of morning
life never silent

others too hear them
the common voice of springtime
heralding the green