After the Leap

Opened windows, releasing birds to search for the sky

A walk down a crowded street, an escape in broad daylight

Running across bridges, chasing cars to the other side

Gathering piles of leaves, knowing the wind will scatter them again


It’s a far cry from the beginning of spring

Not everything has been detangled, not just yet

I’ve been away far too long, returning is never easy

A time to look after the leap, just this once