"Floret, Floret Silva Nobilis..."
Quoting Carmina Burana--this is a poem for Nature's spring resurrection.
Ostara is She,
Dancing barefoot on green sward.
Ostara is She,
Moon Rabbit nested in flowers.
Ostara is She,
Sweet Mother of Morning Stars.
Ostara is She,
Forests pink and white a’blooming.
Ostara is She,
Nature's eggs all in one basket--
Cry welcome with
Brightest birdsong.
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
Beautif
Ode to joy, reawakening, burgeoning, I can hear Carmina Burana play;
love the original rich thrust and powerful brevity of this.
John
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
hugs
Fee
Romeo (Just teasing)
Love and best wishes,
Regis