On the Wind
I can smell it
A scent of birth and renewal
Of green and light
It’s the way spring smells.
It’s coming, I can feel it
The wind blows strong and cold
But underneath is
The hope, the coming of spring.
The earth is shifting and moving
Right under my feet
The energy wriggles slowly up to
My bare toes squishing in the grass.
This is a time where patience is tested
Where nature is the well-equipped teacher
Nature takes its time and does only as it knows
While I wait with tapping feet for warmer weather
Sunshine and blooms of flowers all around.
It is also a time of intense hope,
I know it’s coming, it will soon be here
Hope is running high as the streams filled with
Mixing hope and patience is a complicated thing.
Enough to make one crazy,
That’s what happens in the spring
It’s called spring fever.
But at least it’s spring and
We known the cold winter months
Are close coming to an end.
Yesterday the sun was out finally in a clear blue sky and it was a beautiful thing! I am so very much ready for spring, albeit it a bit impatiently ready. But even though it was windy and a bit chilly I can smell it, spring it’s on the underside of the wind, and I can feel it on the ground and see little flowers beginning to sprout. That is very encouraging!
How do you feel about springtime?