Friday, February 20, 2009

Poem: First Flowers

First Flowers

God has ordained the spring,
a sacred season, signaling
rebirth of the most mysterious kind,
one you may try to deny,
but cannot.

For it is his essence,
this rebirth, offering
hope where none exists,
and bringing life
out of raw earth,

ignoring it's deadness,
laughing like a child
at his secret:
that there is no death
and love is the essence
of everything.


The picture is from early last Spring - the daffodils are not blooming here quite yet. You can click on it for a larger version.


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