Waking from a deep sleep
the forest yawns and stretches out
stiff limbs
A warm light caresses
the lifeless branches
coaxing out curious puffs
of fuzzy magic
Tiny creatures
poke their heads
from the dark earth.
Such shy, fragile things
Rain falls
and falls
seeming endless
It must reach deep
to stir those
who continue to sleep
Ice transforms to a more fluid state
allowing the fish to escape
their cramped indoor existence
Each flower celebrates
its release
from bulb form
with a glow
whose light, colour and presence,
outshines its real life size
ten-fold!
Silly characters pop out of the lawn;
a happy, unplanned surprise.
I suppose I must thank the squirrels
for this one kind act
among the multitude of mischievous
re-plantings they perform in the fall
Daffodils emit an otherworldly glow;
They seem to siphon their colour
directly from the sun
becoming landlocked beacons of light
for us,
winter weary travellers
With an uncanny ability
to sense Spring air
they have yet to breathe
Houseplants,
rescued from last year's frost,
burst into joyous bloom
Outside,
timid colours
deepen
Fragrance
dances on the
ever-warming breeze
sneaking in through
windows that now remain
a crack open
Early bloomers
know their time
will soon be over,
buds give way to seed
Nature reminds us every day
in colour, shape and form -
It's always about Transformation!
