Animal Rights, Spiritual and Inspirational poetry that touch the heart and soul, and provoke the mind.
The signs are there
of course
in fall and winter,
the animals already
preparing for
next year’s young,
the tightly-wrapped buds
waiting with a silent patience
we simply don’t possess,
but each year ―
always, always ―
I am startled
by the rush,
the explosion
of Spring.
Each morning
the world has changed
so dramatically,
brand-new leaves
have unfurled,
new migrant birds
have arrived
in the night,
somehow
the fragrances
are richer,
more poignant,
than they were
just yesterday.
Once again
rejuvenation reigns
and with it comes
a deep-seated
resurgence of
faith,
hope,
joy.
Blood Root Bud - image by
Sharon
Fisher
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