My hungry heart
whimpers like a dog
that wants to stay out of the rain.
My hungry heart
to the shades of green in the grass
and the blue of the sky,
The senses sharper
with the birth of spring.
The smell of life new.
Empty holes, filled with
beauty and sorrow,
with blessings and loss,
overtake the moment.
underneath our skin.
Oh I love this!! "Empty holes, filled with beauty and sorrow, with blessings and loss..." All felt "beneath the skin!" Wonderful words of spring!!ReplyDelete
Thank you, Annell.Delete
They can sure melt within and be felt indeed.ReplyDelete
Yes that is what spring feels like as it starts...renewed, sharper, energy.ReplyDelete
Spring is complicated....Delete
This year....the way everything is.
I love spring when it comes like that... not yet here, but on its way.ReplyDelete
You convey the anticipation!ReplyDelete
Anticipation and welcome...Delete
Filled with beauty and sorrow. They live so close to each other.ReplyDelete
I felt the loss and anticipation.ReplyDelete
the smell of spring is the smell of life. the smell of blooms, of grasses, laundry drying in the sun. :)ReplyDelete
You capture the beauty and mystery of our anticipation for the newness of Spring. Nice.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Myrna.Delete
"The senses sharperReplyDelete
with the birth of spring."
Yes, this is certainly true in the desert.
I'm sure your parents and other family members would appreciate this memorial in a very special way. It's beautiful!ReplyDelete
I love the smell of spring and I can't wait for it to come ~ReplyDelete