Springtime Slipping In
Ice water dripping
Watching stubborn snow melting
Springtime slipping in
Her black soil waiting
Mother poised for new beginnings
Air ushering joy
Lungs gathering the future
Releasing the past
A new beginning
The gift that keeps on giving
Our world without end
What Springtime Means
Springtime, the most glorious of seasons. The exhilaration we all feel as the winter snow turns to shimmering puddles and the first patches of green begin to show. With the change comes the anticipated breath of freshness found in the air, the one that energizes and restores our faith in all things we call humanity. Soon the rich black soil will grow warm and the first tulips will burst forth in a glorious array of color and freshness. Mother Earth will once again become an endless palate of lush greenery, rich brown, and the polka-dots of blooming flowers. Even the hardest of hearts will melt at the glory of nature’s table, spread forth for their enjoyment. Beauty can be described in many ways, but only nature can express beauty without a single word. As the picturesque landscape flourishes, so does the feeling in our souls, the beating of our hearts, and the magic within our imaginations. We are one with the world and the world is one with us, in the present, the past, and the future that lies ahead. Do not let this great moment of happening pass by without remembering the days of youth, the moments of simple interaction and engagement.
R.J. Schwartz is an American Poet and Author.
If you enjoyed, Springtime Slipping In, and would like to read more from this author, his complete works on The Creative Exiles Website can be found here
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2 thoughts on “Springtime Slipping In”
Beautifully penned work here, Ralph. Spring is my favorite season when Mother reminds us of new beginnings and renewal. I love your poem and the springtime meaning. Thank you for sharing this lovely spiritual inspiration.
Well-crafted and a great reminder that this snow will melt soon enough. Jamie