The winter season had dug me deep within
the unwholesome corridors to the nooks within
the darker rooms.
Through them I sailed delivering the light
blinding the demons out of the night.
Oh, the winter dance was one of
love and plenty brightening and
warming those cold emptied rooms.
Spring cleaning has begun,
letting go of all that winter rust that once weighed me down.
I need not travel with such,
on the long winding roads of my running days.
The space that I created so light and free to embrace
the season of great offerings, the season of newness,
the season of new beginnings!
©2012 Louis J. Auslander