Earth in Spring, First Wave
Oh barest of trees,
held in winter freeze
your dreams are made of leaves
How long until we see?
The second coming...
Out of sight? Happens overnight!
It starts low, in the ever blades below,
Just a moment later, it spreads to the bushes, shrub n' scrub
While bloating, bulging, bursting buds - Explode!
Every Spring is never the same...
Bradford Pears, everywhere!
The first Dandelion rises with the sun...
The first wine, the first bread
the first communion,
at the altar of Spring
(so bees do have knees)
but then,
winter takes a fling
one last sting?
Photo Credits:
Grass - Wikimedia Commons
bee on dandelion - Wikimedia Commons
blooms in snow - gifted gardener & photographer
Beautiful photographs and poetry. After hearing of so many references to the next wave of Covid this is a refreshing reminder of another wave from Mother Nature. Spring is akin to the vaccine, which beckons us to leave our little hobbit holes and bear witness to new life and a world alive in color!
ReplyDeleteYou have the heart of a poet, William.
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