Saturday, March 31, 2018

A New Gentleness on the Land



Spring is tender and pastel. We respond as if we are seeing a newborn child or a miracle. We may dance in the fields but with light-footedness so as to not crush the new blooming violets or frighten the waking fairies. We smooth our joy with gentle giggles and with restrained if open-mouthed glances. Deep sighs and soft smiles are traditional as well.

7 comments:

ellen abbott said...

yes, just so.

Linda Reeder said...

Yes.

messymimi said...

Exactly. Spring makes me look long and carefully and smilingly.

Marie Smith said...

Beautiful! Can’t wait!

Red said...

Awesome metaphor for spring. Spring is new and appreciated.

Bob Bushell said...

The Daffs are well spaced out, and little poem is superb.

Mage said...

Didn't a new storm just blow through?