Katie Thompson

Feel the change in the ambience
Something warmer
Brighter

Hope thrusts forth from the surface
Like a sprouting plant unfurling its leaves
To take in the most sumptuous rays

Then for a moment Winter makes it’s last gasp
“Let it die,” it whispers.
Gray fills the skies as the last leaves fall

Stillness. 
The in between.
No sound.

Look up to see the green leaves taking their place
Little promises of tomorrow
Greeting the chance to begin again.