behind what's accepted

leaves stacked up then pressed
under snow flattened by weight
and time revealed with high temperature
expanding allowing new life to form
beneath leaves and a vine climbing
up the tree held on kept most of their green
all through the winter
wishing like I that spring would finally spring
some warmer air
just taking it all in and my mind never stops
used to do this even more often
never stopped but slowed down a lot
for a long time coming back now
pen holder mover now questioning
the motive behind the accepted thoughts
vs. the imagined ones
and where do you go from there
here I am thinking...