Eternally Unsatisfied

Spring has come too soon 
Before the birds could arrive
To sing the songs of spring
A way for life to revive
The silent ears of the unsatisfied 

This winter was too cold
Freezing winds grasp your face
And leaving frozen snow kisses on your cheeks
But your fingers are purple, senseless
How can beauty survive 
When chilling the bones of the unsatisfied 

Summer is too hot 
And autumn is not long enough 
Before the snow 
The trees are leafless, lifeless
I sometimes forget of the color the grass used to grow 

It's spring again 
And the birds have come 
Welcoming us with their songs 
But it rains too heavy 
Weighing the wings of the unsatisfied   


by Sarah Libassi