April
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No surge of Spring
has loosened Winter's grip
on April. The cold air
mocks this month which should
host the beginning of Summer's
lease. Instead cold rain falls
and confines us indoor and
confounds our dream of Summer.own
What dream-action must we complete
to release Summer from Winter's
bloated grip? Is it a common magic,
lawful as eating, we must summon,
or must we sue dark powers for more help?
There may be a vibrant reality
beneath us, with its own resources,
its own promises, its silence and deep
wells of reflection. When will this inner
reality burst into our surface lives?
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