MORE SPRING GREENING

6 may 2011  = 6  The Lovers

The Spring drizzle and wet greening out there sends one
metaphor after another in my direction.  There is mystery
and magic even in the steady ritual of Nature’s way of
sharing herself.   What is the Spring of you, your inner
greening feeling, thinking, expressing?  If you ain’t
greening then what are you doing ?

 
The Land Becoming

 
With season’s call the water
 breaks over the levy high
caresses the land held dry

 
To the winter’s years passing

 
The smell of musk and moss
greens the land
Rolls fertile the plan

 
of summer longing

 
Tension’s tease gives into
desires quiver
the land gives her shiver

 
in open reception

 
Moist for the taking
the Sun  calls the seed
heralds a plea

 
of blooms in waiting

 
Patience natures the land
nurtures the deep silent
holds reverent

 
the lands becoming

 
What will unfold
is yet told
with summer’s boasting