Upon the Occasion of the Exalted Arrival of Capitana Omnia

Inspired by Maggie Bell
For Haylin Moore

Now ends the winter of our discontent,
Whose terminus foretells the impish sun.
Recall the debts of words that weren't yet spent,
And set your mind to all you once began.
The blossoms exit their erosive daze.
They shyly straighten out their sepalets,
And slyly flounce their petals for your gaze
And nudge their stanzas through stigmatas' clefts.
Your spring is here: first self, first bloom, first truth.
Now rest your weary frame—here's your repose—
And watch with wonder, just as you inhale,
The opening of your uncommon rose.
Then see the firmament to each sense bring
The queer and tender, loving touch of spring.