May

Wait. What? May 31st?

Why couldn’t May have 41 days?
Just May. Is this greedy? 

I am not done with you,
month of May. 

The birth of green, length of light,
rising yang. 

Creation oozing from all beings.  

Savor, lament.
Winter’s entanglements in retreat. 
Monochrome no more. 

June arrives with more love and color.
Perhaps this year June will have 40 days. 

Vermont