Sometimes I get so lost inside my head
I forget my feet touch the ground.
I float through dark and clouded winter days,
bewildered and adrift.
And then on one ephemeral day in May,
the trilliums beckon me like flags into the woods.
I carefully step into myself and stand among
the wild leeks my father loved so much.
The sun pours down on me and the tiny violets
that spill across the faded forest floor.
Waves of yellow trout lily flowers sparkle
and shine like galaxies of stars.
And in that moment of perfect grounding
I realize it’s okay to be vulnerable
yet still filled with the hope of myself,
and I too am able to
reach my arms up to the sun
as though the endless light that falls from it
was meant for me alone.

Planting by Amara Hollowbones
In the Northeastern woodlands, ephemeral plants are the first messengers of Spring. As the snow melts and the ground thaws, these hardy yet fragile short-lived plants sprout, grow, photosynthesize, bloom and spread their seeds in only a few weeks. All of their work must be completed while there is still plenty of light before the deciduous maples, oak, birch and beech trees leaf out and shade the forest floor. Once the early sunlight is less abundant, the above-ground foliage of the ephemerals dies out and they return to ground.
Spring ephemerals are essential members of the forest community. They provide the first food for hungry early pollinators and contribute important nutrients to the soil when they decompose. Some ephemerals have also developed a mutually beneficial relationship with non-pollinating insects such as ants who distribute their seeds via a process called myrmecochory. Their seeds contain nutrients that are attractive to foraging workers who carry them back to the ant colony to feed larvae. Once consumed, the remains of the seed is discarded underground or ejected from the nest.
Sources:
Huang G, Su YG, Zhu L, Li Y. The role of spring ephemerals and soil microbes in soil nutrient retention in a temperate desert on JSTOR
Westfall, A. Spring ephemerals of the Lanark Highlands, April 2024 The Wild Garden
Wikipedia, Myrmecochory
Woodland Woman, Spring Ephemerals: A Guide to Early Season Wildflowers

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I enjoyed your poem, and letting yourself see and feel the signs of Springtime. Leaving cares and worries behind to feel the Sun, the Earth, acknowledging and accepting yourself. Springtime within and without. The line I’m hearing in my head is that in the heart Springs hope eternal. You have a beautiful Soul.
Thank you Michael!!
such truth! We forget who we are at times but the forest knows and in its very process of being, brings us back home to ourselves.
Thank you for your lovely and so accurate poem…sending amara’s work back out into the world… and your research!
Thank you dear Sophia. This is a very Mary Oliver-inspired poem. ❤️🍃
Beautiful – thank you! Madeline
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This poem is so precisely today! Thank you.
Thank you Abrah!! ❤️🍃
So delightful and charming, I reread this a few times. Thank you Diane
Iva