When the scales measuring light and dark
Tip toward light,
And the Sun rises just north of due east
And recons with incessant winter.
When Earth stirs and a sense of her quickening
Is in the air.
A flower, white as the moon,
Appears on a stark winter branch.
Overlapping bud scales
Gray and furry like a warn shag carpet
Spread open by an inner longing
And unfurl a fragrant dancer dressed in silk chiffon.
The dance is choreographed by the breezes.
Petals move like a dancer's skirt,
Alternately hiding and revealing the palest pink ...