The sea captures the sun

in a floating skim of stream fed ice

that will melt into the brine

before noon.


Already first ripples,

thin cumulus clouds reflect

teasing tips of future waves

that will crest white and windy


against the weathered shore.

Late winter bearing early spring

slow floating eagles circle higher

riding currents over the river


and gift of beginnings

warm shadows of breeze

twist the early morning light

and linger


in a song

of unfurling leaves, blossoms and bees.

The coming rain will fall twilight, darkness and sleep,

but now there are many colors of blue sky.