The Sweetest Awakening.


The Awakening.


Praise the earth now a Goddess,
whose emerged from her bed,
fresh from long hibernation
daffodils crown her head.

In her emerald robes,
through my back fields she warms,
winter snows into puddles.
all of nature conforms.

Her tulips curve graceful,
in scarlet reds like a kiss,
Spring's perfume fills soft breezes,
with an air of sweet bliss.

She is fickle and often
leaves her work incomplete
when the old man of winter,
will not bend to defeat.

But she always prevails,
with a dandelion smile,
spreading beauty and hope,
she'll dance on for awhile.

Till the child who is Summer,
finds its birth in her arms,
springing warm from her beauty
to inherits her charms.

Then Spring takes a hiatus,
to some far distant place,
where the cold winds are blasting,
weary smiles from each face.

Summer's child grows and prospers,
till she's schooled in the Fall,
then in colors they'll tumble,
under Winters' first squall.




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Michael Jay 6 years ago

Nice hub! Thanks for sharing.

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Micky Dee 6 years ago

Very nice again Sir! It's all so alive! Metamorphosis!

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Mekenzie 6 years ago from Michigan

Do you see all of life in such a beautiful way? I love looking through your eyes. Lovely

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Michael Shane 6 years ago from Gadsden, Alabama

Enjoyed the read MFB.....

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Debarshi Dutta 6 years ago from Calcutta

Very nice imagery and metaphor. A joyous read.

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