Soul Mates

Today, the first day of Spring, is for the soul.
Winter is blown away by a southern breeze.
Small buds take a chance once again, for about the 5th time this season.
You are in your shop curving maple and cedar into fluid shapes.
I am in the garden smiling at the young shoots;
My life's resiliency again.
I will soon switch to the kitchen where wine is opened,
Steaks marinated, mushrooms lightly brushed,
Collard greens turned into the oil and garlic,
Friends will arrive, the music queued....
And the rhythm of New Life takes root !