may 1

 

may 1
feels
like a beginning
a start

summer ahead
blue skies
more spacious
crisp morning air
gives way to warmth

blooms open their eyes
the sun takes its time
going to sleep
evenings beginning
later and later

may is a month
whose name is possibility
whose name is might
whose name is permission
and a question too

today 
I look up
not down
I look within
not outward

I do not daydream
today
I dare to dream