After the dark winter,
Traveler's heart leaps
at tiny snowdrops and early daffodils
popping through the earth.
Her heart expands
like the buds on the ancient cherry trees,
slowly beginning to open.
Traveler smiles at daylight
arriving early in the eastern sky,
and days lengthening
into evening,
a little more each day.
The cycle is familiar, and dear -
and yet still feels like a miracle
every year.
This is Traveler's 76th spring,
the light creeping into her heart,
which feels as buoyant
as the spring morning,
and shining out through her eyes
at such a beautiful world!
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For my prompt at What's Going On - the Coming of the Light. Here in the western hemisphere, especially along the coast, winters are mild and spring comes early. The ocean where I live is a whale highway this time of year, as the gentle giants swim past on their way from Baja to the feeding grounds in the Arctic. Some of them stay here through the summer. The herring spawn occurred last week, turning the edge of the sea a beautiful turquoise. Wonders abound!
There is so much reason for joy as things come back to life in spring. You mentioned a lot of them. It must be beautiful to see buds on cherry trees! Spring never gets old. Nicely penned, Sherry.
ReplyDeleteI love that last stanza. Spring always brings such hope. I like this "Traveler's" view. And a whale highway?!!!
ReplyDeleteI would so love to see that herring spawn and the colours it creates... sigh.. nature is the most effective way to cure ourselves of the rest of the darkness in the world!!!
ReplyDeleteA poem full of spring joy, Sherry! I love the popping and expanding, smiling and lengthening of day. No matter how familiar the cycle, spring is always a pleasant surprise. How lucky are you to live near an ocean with a whale highway!
ReplyDelete"The cycle is familiar, and dear -
ReplyDeleteand yet still feels like a miracle
every year." Amen, sister! We love the pop ups and the slow downs, the land creatures and plants, the ocean creatures and tides.
Ooh Sherry a bouquet of hope ... Hugs!
ReplyDeleteSpring is a time of joy and it does seem like a miracle watching the transformation year after year.
ReplyDeleteI do envy you cherry trees....
Spring is such a wonderful season and your buoyant poem captures this. Full of hope and life.
ReplyDeleteSherry,
ReplyDeleteI completely share your enthusiasm for this better time of the year. In fact, I have been longing for brighter days, since Christmas ended!
This year is a bit disappointing, as the weather has been very rain-swept and cold. It's possible that we may be having some snowfall over the next week!
The buds on my flowering cherry tree are much later this year...hopefully some better days are nearby..
Happy Easter holidays..
You and Louis Armstrong! ;-)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful happy tone.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful positive poem. Thank you....Rall
ReplyDeleteI love your celebration of spring in the autumn of your years. Absolutely beautiful. Suzanne - Wayfaring - Wordpress blog
ReplyDeleteLovely Springtime to you!
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