Snowdrops

Consciousness awakening
The blameless of the blame
The artfulness and playfulness
Of the snowdrops little game
That push out through the frozen sod
And up towards the sky
Taking on the wind chill
And its icy curdling cry

Sends its blooms of innocence
Its starkness its white eyes
Like little babes and sucklings
Seeking out some highs
With that vibrant greenery
Contemptuously abroad
Providing the perfection
That we dare to afford

The alchemy of imbolc
The inner child who sees
The ice out there a glistening
On the many trees
Imagine they must take the force
All starkness drenched and white
And Of Frosts the crystalline ferment
That is manifest by night