And thus, the winter ends!

The golden globe
Sets about northwards.
The bonfires
Return longer, warmer days.
Ripened rabi invites
For sumptuous meals,
Garnished generously with love.
Folksongs on pouting lips,
Rhythm in feet,
And thank yous in heart
For fire and sun and light
In dreary winter days.
The colorful spring skies
Speckled
With kites soaring high.
Ensorcelled,
I relish this end of winter.

A gift

A gift for real,
The one that's secretly sealed
With silent blessings.

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