Awakening
At last winter is past.
Today flowering trees
Colour an awakening land,
And choral birds
Sing symphonies to please.
Sere and sickly yellows
Have yielded to new green;
Promising summer’s bounty –
Life restored in full;
Autumn’s wealth to come.
O winter-weary
Soul of mine, attend!
The seasons’ ever-turning wheel
Sings the eternal song
Of death and life without end.
© David Monks 13 April 2009
Awakening
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Re: Awakening
An' it harm none, do what ye will. Blessed Be.
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angeltears
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Re: Awakening
Great metaphoric poem here and very profound expression of the essence of seasons.
Thank you for sharing. *angel
Thank you for sharing. *angel
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