Stripped bare in alabaster hue
The birch releases its summer growth
Gently falling to the parched earth
That exhales its font to the heavens
Where condensing and billowing forms
Spread over the face of all
Awaken a universe reborn in each,
Like sparkling dew on a rose petal,
A glistening kiss on a child’s cheek,
And a blossoming stem.

AJD, 1/17/2015