The Maiden has made her presence known early this year,
She has sent Beelzebub on his way---no languishing last long breath this time
She has marshaled her magnificent minions to arrive early,
Crocuses are dotting the landscape, redwings call at dawn, waves of robins forage in the field,
This year she is dancing on a wild warm wind chiding old man winter to challenge her heraldry
Her footprints are evidenced everywhere as she awakens the landscape with new cadres of color
Awaken drab countryside! Awaken sullen trees! Awaken diaphanous daffodils and forsythia!
Enrapture us with your heady fragrance hyacinths!
Come forth! Cloak yourselves in your best spring regalia!
The long slumber is over and a magnificent kaleidoscope is about to emerge
Cast off your coats of dead dank leaves! Push past the thatched brown grass
Harken to the new sweet songs on the wing
Breathe in the perfumed patchouli of the pageantry
Winter is defeated
If you harbor any doubt
Look only to the birds busily building their nests, the signature scribbles of children’s chalk on the pavement
Kites capriciously dancing on the wind and the sun batting her eyelashes in the church windows in early morn
The maiden has arrived victorious in all her glorious splendor. Drink the drink, breathe in the balmy breeze, and hear the harkening of our homeward bound heroine
Join with your voices in the crescendos as they rise
HALLELUJAH!!! Demeter’s daughter HAS ARRIVED
Persephone is loosed from the nether world!
SHE IS HERE! SHE HAS COME.
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Ahhhh Sweet Spring!
I have ordered garden seeds although they have not yet arrived and the ground is too wet to rototill. There is something about just getting ready for spring that makes me smile. I love to spend time dreaming about what this summer's garden will look like and planning how I can go about making that plan come to fruition. Spring is like a clean slate after a long cold winter. The trees are starting to bud and you can step outside for the first time in the new year and feel the greening grass beneath your barefeet. The robins are singing early every morning as are the mourning doves who are busily arranging their nests in the evergreens. The first spring rain comes and washes away the last remnants of the winter from the landscape and from your soul. Better days are ahead. Days where you can forget about coats and gloves and boots and scarves. Where you can replace those thoughts with sunny picnics and fishing and the sweet smell of the lilacs that will bloom in May. Perhaps God made spring to follow winter to make us realize that although life can often be bleak and dismal and we cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel---there generally comes a time when the sun comes out and we once again smile in the sunshine and feel the warmth of the spring sun on our souls and all is once again well with the world.
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