Thaw

Thaw

Cross the river

roses/petals falling 

together we will dance 

and sing 

and every bell will ring 

the sound will collect 

in the rainfall.

River frozen 

on occasion 

it’s very hard to talk to you, 

I know your mind’s in other places

than right here - 

dear Winter: I am born. 

River rolling

now and then you are set free 

just like what you told me 

that you can see the light 

once or twice a night

as long as you can breathe 

it helps you see.