It's quiet
the sun is out
the wind is still
only the sound
of my breathing
beating
heart.
The plants
have waited
all winter
for this moment
this day
to start to
leaf.
A windowsill
full of
succulents
awaking from
dormancy
to strive
and thrive.
Reaching for this
quiet
winter sun
a still reminder
of faith
and hope.
Mary-Anne Taylor
February 21, 2015
That is beautiful New life, new hope.
ReplyDelete...may your every day be filled with such quiet
ReplyDeleteThat's beautiful. It makes me think of the snowdrops we have over here. All appears to be still and yet they are growing, till the day they are in bloom and you are at last aware they are there.
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