The Spring rain
and the winters snow
sometimes are intermixed;
that is why we wait
for the lilacs to return.

For then we know
that the Winter is gone
with Summer and Fall
still to come we await
or do we really care.

Thus are feelings
felt one to another
intermixed with the lilacs
as in all of our lives
there are seasons of time.

So we have to measure
carefully words spoken
as to not mis-represent
the love of a friend
for the love of more.

As when it is raining
and snowing in the Spring
are we still in Winter
or has it past as this
storm too will disappear?

Why is it wrong to obey
the second great commandment
from one friend to another
yet it is correct to love
the stranger we've never met?

Why is the love pure and innocent
considered between a sister
and a brother more evil
than that of strangers
in the foyer hall?

Intermixed are our feelings
when we've loved so ardent
yet to be so close to others
is always on the edge
of man's carnal self.

So if I say I love you
do you perceive me a liar
or an old man with warmth
too share with others
amid the flock for safety?

Is it really the Spring rain
just now I feel among
the flurries of Winters
last hurrah and our days
and the lilacs tell the truth?