equinox arriving

life persists although we make it hard
we turn our cities into hells of stone
we make it far too easy now to live alone
the doors of fellowship are locked and barred
and yet we see the grass in the backyard
return to vivify winter's barren zone
it has that power although the earth is known
not to give anything its fond regard
nothing prevents the coming of the green
the reddish buds proclaim returning life
warm breezes promise that there is still more
for us to know so many things will be seen
we'll cut the growing branches with a knife
and bind them into wreaths for the front door