Photo: Wood Violets
“Look at us, said the violets blooming at her feet,
All last winter we slept in the seeming death,
But at the right time God awakened us,
And here we are, to comfort you.”
Edward Payson Rod
It differs, every springtime
But the Awakening, is grand
When the very first wildflowers
Now return here, to the northland
I never know the day it will occur
So, I keep picnic goods, in the car
When the glorious morning arrives
We are always ready, to travel far
“The Awakening has now begun!”
I shout out to my slumbering spouse
Even my dogs know what this means
As we all excitedly race out of the house
I always head north, up a peaceful country lane
As we watch the landscape waking from slumber
And, I usually end up, at a very tranquil little lake
On wooded shorelines is where new life likes to stir
And, if our timing is just right, we are all happily rewarded
With a most heavenly display, of gorgeous purple wildflowers
To me, there’s nothing more exhilarating than Spring’s Re-birth
Now, my spouse and I, and our canines, rejoice for several hours
It differs, every Springtime,
But the Awakening, is Grand;
When the Very First Wildflowers,
Now Return Here, to the Northland.
©The Awakening 2011, Mr. Ed
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Sheila
or the squawk of Spring Break
but the quiet beauty of Nature stirring again.
Your mind is so in the right place, Ed, right there
with your heart.
John
this paean to the awakening of spring. -gene.
Cheers,
Dan
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Anna