Kansas

I've been from here to Lawrence, Kansas
Trying to leave my state of mind
Trying to leave this awful sadness
But I can't leave this world behind

- Richard Shindell

Reflections on Spring

What is it about the melting of the snow and coming of the light? Did we all have a happy dream in the long, dark, cold, snow filled nights, and now return to a more muddy and tired waking? Is the winter enchantment gone, and do the winter animals now leave their cozy dens to wander, solitary and alone in the Summer uplands?

Which is real and which is the dream? They seem like ying and yang. Suddenly, the certainty that was Winter has become the chaos and breakup that is Spring.

I am uncertain.