Poetry Hour: Entry 5 - She Sips in Silence - "A Season's Sigh"

I recently finished up a poetry class at my university in which I wrote and revised work, eventually leading up to a portfolio. I titled the portfolio, She Sips in Silence, from one of the haiku's I wrote at the beginning of the class. It made sense with the general theme I had throughout the work, which ironically I didn't detect until someone else pointed it out to me. This poem was the favorite of my friend, Parker Munson, who wrote the introduction to the portfolio. Funny, I didn't particularly like this one to begin with, but after revising I found a fondness for it. This happened with a couple of the poems, some even going in the opposite direction: I started out liking them, and then learned to be quite annoyed with them. Anyways, this poem is called "A Season's Sigh", which I believe derived from our Image Poem assignment, but I'm not 100% sure. Here goes:

A Season’s Sigh

 

snowcaps across a vast blue sky,
snug between heaven and earth,
blanketed by blue, broken above
pine painted the deepest of greens,
crashing against the shock of yellow and white;
baby’s breath and daisies; dandelions kiss the grass
which climbs to whisper at his shoulders
motionless he gazes, and faces

Up

sun sparkled snow glistens in eyes
frozen and fixed, alight and bewitched
by the towers that leave him in raptures.
but he turns to me.
it’s merely a moment, a sigh, such that
 no season could ever begin to describe.
a smile grows, radiating more than any
sunbeam or seraphim; it’s him
that glows with that heavenly grin.

wise men say, only fools rush in.