after being blanketed, stored away,
the earth bursts forth at every corner
to meet its saviour, the sun.
the snow retreats, melts, not to be
seen again until their next onslaught
with conditions favourable to them.
the first to sing glories to the new god
the tiny yellowish green weeds
that fight their way through the floor cracks
outside the house to enjoy his dazzle.
tree twigs, so bare then, start sending out
signs of its life, their twin-leaf green
mimicking peace signs and the joy of simple living.
young office workers saunter by
in new attire greeted by refreshing fragrances
carried by the morning air.
butterflies, birds and bees throw a welcoming
party for the new cycle with a chorus of songs
and cheerful dances.
aunties and uncles in jovial mood walk to a lighter tune
now that they could shed off the bundles on them.