Disguise     March 29, 2009

everyone said the wind you cannot see

I looked about

watched yellow jonquil dance

spun with maple seeds twirling earthward

laughed with iris bearded chorus

beheld snowbells ringing

saw shirt become mom's ensign

lifted my face in prayer

beheld spring wind

snatch my words

disguised as tattered camilla petals

syllables flung heavenward

as I watched the wind

play with me