Kind wind, scent of Spring
travels still extending
Tingle of choice
bound up in change
Colours mingle, edge into 
mauves and teals, wisps of shade
and Sun, moody, descending

Eyes alert beneath flirtatious
puppy-beg for Summer,
whining to get out to play,
to burn kinetic
With thrust of flame,
to weld 
a tight, unyielding hinge

Swinging door 
to untested vistas
carries with its motion
changing definitions of out and in