easter themes

i sing of sideways rain that runs the worms back into the ground
and floods them up in a whirlpool, a cycle of burial and resurrection
where the morning birds and roaming cats watch the pavement
to catch one or two, should the sun come out tomorrow
(because cats and birds are as cozy as me, they don't like being wet)

come to me, o emerging good green earth, and show me life
beckon to me, o wild wind, and give me strength
speak to me, o gentle spring, in deep tones, and tell me stories of rebirth.