Bud Birst

The starting gun of spring opens the race to reach for light. A poem.

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Bud break
Moments of joy
When trees awaken
From winter slumber.
The green revolution of spring
And the turning season brings light
To a dark world.
Trees become stages for birdsong
The treetop choir and orchestra, tuned for spring
Play their territorial repertoire of melodies to an
Audience of eager flowers yearning to face the sun.

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© Bernard Ray 2025