Imagining Spring~by Paul Lenzi

 

 

Imagining Spring

fresh air pours itself into the pain
open windows admitting some hope
being broken is not quite a sin
disability shocked by the spring
bringing home cruel reality rebirth
belongs to the hardy the hale
it has nothing to offer disease
but to gin up the hopelessness
doldrums of winter made bearable

chances for joy much diminished by
cold by the gray light of faraway sun
an unbiased depletion of dreams
now this damnable season arrives
with its warming its brightening
dares to excite aspirations of even
the dullest men’s minds striking
sharply the contrast of futures
afforded those blessed with their
health and we invalid suffering souls

time brings change full of risk and
rewards to those able to reach out
from strength and grab hold of
the change but no change comes
to us who are damaged for life
so we sit in our stillness our
permanent winter and entertain
spring as a notion imagining all
we would change if only we could

From my book Small Noise