My hungry heart
whimpers like a dog
that wants to stay out of the rain.
My hungry heart
awakens
to the shades of green in the grass
and the blue of the sky,
breathtakingly limitless.
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.
Untouched
but seen.
Seen
and felt
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!!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Annell.
DeleteThey can sure melt within and be felt indeed.
ReplyDeleteSmiles....
DeleteYes that is what spring feels like as it starts...renewed, sharper, energy.
ReplyDeleteSpring is complicated....
DeleteThis year....the way everything is.
I love spring when it comes like that... not yet here, but on its way.
ReplyDeleteSmiles...
DeleteYou convey the anticipation!
ReplyDeleteAnticipation and welcome...
DeleteFilled with beauty and sorrow. They live so close to each other.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Colleen.
DeleteI felt the loss and anticipation.
ReplyDeleteZQ
Thanks!
Deletethe smell of spring is the smell of life. the smell of blooms, of grasses, laundry drying in the sun. :)
ReplyDeleteAh yes...
DeleteYou capture the beauty and mystery of our anticipation for the newness of Spring. Nice.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Myrna.
Delete"The senses sharper
ReplyDeletewith 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!
ReplyDeleteThanks!
DeleteI love the smell of spring and I can't wait for it to come ~
ReplyDeleteThanks, Grace!
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