so stormy spring

by walterdoege

and today is just spring…although its a rainy and cold day…I like winter, and I welcome spring…what blossoms in my heart is the very sense of poetics of the winter…in fact, I have troubles with goodbyes and farewells…I feel every date as a goodbye, and i wish every goodbye be another vespera of another date…meeting peoples seems hard at some dimension…every meeting is a goodbye…i wish every goodbye be the promise of another meeting…a matter of faith…a matter of sensibility…farewell winter season…I hope enjoy you next year…but winter poetry is always inside me…I don’t look for nor search for reasons…I try not to think so much…I write and writing is a soothing task most of the time…most of the time I like any season…I support goodbyes…even last goodbyes related to beloved ones…most of the time I can see and feel beauty and joy in any season…in any path…most of the time…even when a strong windy whirling shake my house…i stand safe at our togetherness home… to share good ones…to pray…to enjoy each bit of time…I can be right with what I cannot control…most of the time