Tag: Spring
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Autumn Dance
Over the dying countrysidethere the grace of God glows,As death reachesfor the green foliage,so, the creator reachesFor a palette. A rainbow of colours,exotic in array.Covenanted to returninexuberant joyAs the faithful SpringtimeReveals her plenty. Shall we dance thenin the joy of Autumnand rise in the gloryof our Spring?
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Snowdrops – Eirlys
Full of the promise of warmer days they took my gaze, tiny green shoots with whitened tips in the frosted grass, opening their white lily bells with green tipped trumpets, my love for them grew as the night hours’ lightening hue. —– Covering the winter cold earth they drift over brown earth, and shine like…
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The Trumpet Call of Spring.
( or Hope Denied) The saffron centred crocus shone against the dark earth, petals gently unfolding inviting the invasion of light and insects tending their pollen, enabling production of tapestry in grass; and secretly new bulbs grow ready to bring joy and luminescence to the troubled world. ———- Floating on the breeze bees hover, seeking…
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