Where are You, Now!

Come towards me faster!  Faster Now! 
I can't stay inside this Greying winter frame another month.
There is no waiting, don't you see? 
My twigs already rage with sap
My roots are swelling, growing
How can I pull  the rich air into my hollow bones?
I crave the smells I need the watered air 
I yearn for green and apple pink!
Come now come closer now I ache for spring
I long to grow I need to grow into a new dimension 
I am full with life and bursting!
Where are my buds? 
What shall I do with all this magic life?

Magic Tree from the North Reservoir Path, Almost-Spring 2011