The Spring Equinox – When The Land Awoke

The Spring Equinox – When The Land Awoke

Perfect balance, night, and day

Seasonal change on full display

Snow and ice are banished forth

Cast away! Back to the North!

The time is now, with Spring arrived

All the lands shall come alive

A great rebirthing, life emerging

It’s everywhere, no need for searching

When the land awoke, nature heard

Insects, grasses, leaves and birds

Newborn lambs, tadpoles, bees

Longer days, with a gentle breeze

Tiny streams begin to grow

Mountain melt increase their flow

Valleys swell, the land awaiting

Our gentle hands and cultivating

Healing herbs and watercress

And Mother Nature’s fancy dress

In splendid colors, flowers bloom

Fill the air with a rich perfume

Algae, moss, and water striders

Glistening webs of the forest spiders

Mushroom shapes that treat our eyes

And forest magic, a true surprise

The seed of life, the joy of birth

A springtime gift from Mother Earth

All hail the Equinox, it has a lesson

Brings us forth, from cold depression

The gift of life will find a way

Welcome all to come and play

Embrace the wind, smell the flowers

Bask under the warm spring showers

Hug a tree, plant some seeds

Every step, a noble deed

Listen, watch, and feel the shift

Don’t dare blink, you might just miss

A sparrow’s song, a drop of dew

The rising sun, the golden hue

Jumping fish, and butterflies

Flocks of geese, across the skies

Songs of joy, that grow each day

Now that Spring is here to stay

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I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all.I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed.I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another.I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me.I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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