A Time of Renewal and Transformation

A Time for Renewal and Transformation

 

This morning at dawn,

prodded by a magical stirring in the air,

I wandered a wooded area

to capture signs of spring I knew would be there.

The Geese are back, the Robins too;

Pussy willows? I saw a few.

Wild things need no temple; they need no bells to ring.

The breezes coming from the South

have told them it is spring.

In this outdoor cathedral, standing on holy ground

I marveled at the lessons of rebirth that I found.

The unborn beauty beneath the earth

again reminded me,

That life renews with joy, and peace, and immortality.

©Jane A. Simington PHD, 2014

 

 

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