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Loose soils engorge spidery bulbs beneath wintry graves.
Hesitant greens wiggle and meander among mulched beds.
March rains drench tentative shoots like children forgetting their lines.
Weeks pass.
Spiked blades pattern gardens like players on chessboards.
Hard nubs stretch like infants flailing rubbery limbs.
Flickers of pink balloon and soften the petals.
Within such freshness glistens Creator God, the Master Colorist.
The same Colorist also brings forth spring shows within us, if we wish.
We give thanks!
Soils engage spidery bulbs beneath wintry graves.
Hesitant blades pierce the mulch.
March rains dampen tentative greens like children forgetting their lines.
Weeks pass.
Spiked blades pattern gardens like players on chessboards.
Hard nubs stretch like infants flailing rubbery limbs.
Flickers of color balloon and soften the petals.
Tulips have returned.
We give thanks!
Beneath wintry graves soils engage spidery root-bulbs.
Hesitant blades pierce the mulch.
March rains dampen tentative greens like children forgetting their lines.
Weeks pass.
Spiked blades pattern gardens like players on chessboards.
Hard nubs stretch like infants flailing rubbery limbs.
April suns toast the nubs, urging them to spring from earth’s darkness.
Flickers of color expand and soften the petals.
Tulips have returned! We give thanks!
Heart Whisperings 