Not the first burn-it-all-down An aftermath of broken hearts In the relief of at last it's done Or undone yet again in the fever pitch Of how the cycle returns to itself with a hundred matches lite under The vulnerable exposure of choices Incongruent with each other, writhing Looking for that patch of green Under the April showers to bath in From the smoke and faltering Cinders laid to waste by the Try to hard yet again and again By the lashing beseech of lost Yesterdays yearning to free the heart Outcasted on a lonely patch of Spring Waiting for a renewal Waiting to be the seed planted Waiting for the rain to drown The last ember copyright. jeanne adwani
Tag Archives: Spring’s blessing
The Last Ember
Resurrection of Spring… the yearning.
day 20… What do you resurrect?
Pagan roots have settled deep
What is fertile awakens to Ishtar’s call
Meadow dances and moonlit coupling
Seeds planted for the summer’s birthing
Resurrection of what seems dead and bare
Only to rise again from the sleep of winter
That quiet peace of rest and darkness
Pushing out and up to the chatter of life’s call
Celebration heats the Spring winds
Cycles and passages of starlight dreams
Under the moon of seasons changing
Oh how the Sun calls to life’s greening
In bones and cells the hail must be herald
Awakening elements within and all around
Stirring up this seasons quaking return
The fever must be fed for this yearning.
Filed under EARTH CHANGES, NATURE, SPRING
Jeanne Adwani ~ geezer girl 