I am ground arousing
roots tingling and singing
I am ringing in the imminent
threshold of spring
I am crystalline crunch of crusty snow
that glitters with a billion
diamond reflections of the sun
I am crow call hoopla
and black squirrel dashing
while dark eyed juncos jumble
round the bird feeder
I am brittle branches
snapping
cold crackling
gasping icy gulps
and letting loose
a whoosh
of steamy breath
that disappears in frosty air
I am moon sliver
infinite star glimmer
limitless
in the jet-black sky
Love this!
Thank you Judith!
Joyous Imbolc! Thank you for this poem of praise and acknowledgment to Mother Earth.
Thank you Lorna! And Imbolc Blessings to you!
Beautiful! Thank you Diane!