Midwinter Spring Cloudless sky big and blue, pale yellow sun warms clear air. Now comes a new day; a new season begins, where winter has been. Where sorrow has been a tiny huge shift toward healing, toward hope. A new season begins where winter has been. Fragile warmth touches chill soil, tender shoots push toward the surface seeking nourishing rays. A new season begins where winter has been. A heart slowly opens in tentative inches, pain still fresh and loud within; blue sky reaches down. A new season begins where winter has been. The chatter of baby birds rises on fresh air, touches the ear, turns the mind. The heart hears a tiny huge voice consoling. A new season begins where winter has been.
Posted on: Fri, 12 Jul 2013 15:45:50 +0000
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