How different
this year from last
trees budding out
with greater joy
because of COVID’s slower spread
despite human stubbornness
and failure to act protectively.
This spring speaks hope
sparks thoughts
of the cycle of life
once again finding its rhythm
once again a healing salve
for our wounds of withdrawal.
Tiny petals first ablaze on the trees
now delicately decorate
the floor of the porch,
thickening of the canopy
as the sun demands of the trees
to be shrouded.
Temperature rises,
and beds of daffodils declare their places
in stunning yellow,
weeping willows win the race
to show spring in its early splendor.
What are the different species of mind
that begin to flourish
with greater intensity
that stir the loins
that quicken the pulse
and energize ambition?
Shining hope is surely one
outrageous impulse another
youthful yearning plays a role
and love lurks behind.
One can marvel at these changes
and hope to link them
to people who are close
whom one respects,
even to oneself!
and to find ways,
alongside nature,
to build them into
ongoing streams
of regrowth and rediscovery.
Aaltoe's Blog 
April 14, 2021 at 6:59 pm |
Glorious spring – joy, hope, color and renewal! Can’t help but feel these things. Here’s to progress! And to unthwarted hope!