Spring Implications

The fields of yellow stars

dusted by the sun
         waver
                  in clear air

as individual or general

          as the heart that moves
                                through them

                  will allow
whether it nurtures

                                the lost
or explodes to the call
          of the all-pervasive idea
                   that says
                                 nothing
                                 with one voice

soft clover and
         cactus spur

like lovers clustered
                                 red heart
         bulging like an apple

as if when they match our desire
         it's the source of all our wounding

the pure

         (love and hate is the same gesture)
         we’re protected from

then the sun drips in the sky
         and mustard flowers fall into my hair
as if I’ve learned there’s truth
                                        in all our meaning