On a day of her choosing, summer exiles her vernal sister.
Dispatched from the realm with a sidelong scorch, spring retreats.
Eager seeds, too long in slumber, awaken beneath her footsteps.
Their coats crack open. Spines of bright chlorophyll unfurl, an
Homage of leaflets, tender cairns that mark her journey.
As a mountain lion she traverses the valleys. As a hawk she rises
Up to soar on thermals. As air she couples with a rapid swirl of
Fog, climbing over opaque mountains tops, to transmogrify again
In a downdraft. At maritime, a fine and peaceful mist shrouds the
shore line. A patch of sun blinks through, it stares at the earth.
Where sand gives way to soil, she finds sustenance among blue
wildflowers, alights on a blossom, folds veined wings over her
metallic green body. The matter of a polymorph comes to rest.
