Open spaces

Open spaces

Buds forming and light lasting longer, longer

In a clearing I wanted to hover,

And the ground covered with forest flowers,

But snow and ice in the shadows cower.

The woods around it make it-it is theirs.

All creatures are awakened in their lairs.

I am too excited to count;

The liveliness includes me well-awares.

And inviting as it is that liveliness

Will be more lively before it will be less-

An emerald canopy of blossoming growth

With creative expansion, nothing to impress.

They delight me with their passages

Between stars-stars human legends have given names.

I have it in me to glow

To surprise myself with my own open spaces

In conversation with Robert Frost «Desert Spaces».

Poem discussed with Microsoft Copilot (Two versions), OpenAI ChatGPT, Anthropic Claude and Google Gemini.

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