Awakening

The winter slowly fades into memory
As spring arrives in the vacuum to be
A swallow on a wing, a bee in the sun
For the season has changed , spring has begun
A carpet of bluebells & a primrose yellow in the glade
As an ancient oak tree opens it's green cloak & the meadow awakes
A chiff chaff calls & the cuckoo arrives for a day
A orange tip passes me on the old country lane
For my ancestors saw the same seasonal change
It's a wonder of delight and a song to remain
A passing of time, an orbit of magic & love
For it has no religion or worship any god
It's a gospel of cycles
From one age to the next
It's a rebirth of life
It all connects
For spring is an egg ...spring is a seed
For everything follows.......this awakening.....

Comments

  • embraceembrace Posts: 849
    Lovely
    got a car...got some gas...oh let's get out of here-get out of here fast...
    I hope you get this message but your not home...I will be there in just a minute or so...
    I want to go but I want to go with you.

    Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry and narrow-mindedness and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime. -MT

    I've had enough, said enough, felt enough. I'm fine, still in it.
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    embrace said:

    Lovely

    yes it is
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • jlj_swejlj_swe Posts: 175
    Thanks for sharing.
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