The view has become full of promise
As nesting birds in pairs
Signify a change of luck
And flowers, as if in a relay race
Pass the batten from one species to another;
Krokus’ and Snowdrops to Daffodils
Daffodils to Bluebells and Tulips
Earthworms and roots below are furiously burrowing
Whilst the surface appears a place of serene beauty
As with Swans and Ducks upon a lake
But this germination is not unlike imagination
Where seeds, like ideas grow
Challenging the ‘Old Season’ – which has had its day
Just as the blossom on the trees give way to fruit
And berries of the black, the green and red
Which become a store of energy In the struggle for longer days
As we strive to keep darkness at bay
There will be time enough for darkness In the winter of our lives
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