Oh, what a joyful time this is!
A new spring on an old planet,
Old spirits in young bodies
Even the wind feels washed!
Oh, what a joyful time this is!
Woodpeckers weave the late winter woods,
Hawks dive in a sea of bliss
Many small families are feeding forth.
Oh, what a joyful time this is!
Sunlight like mead on the cool earth
Worms and buds yawn and stretch,
The future of our race unfurls before us
A future grown from love, and dirt.
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What a beautiful poem this is Alix. It is full of hope and joy.
“A new spring on an old planet,
Old spirits in young bodies”
These lines are resonating with me..
Jackie
Thank you, Jackie.
This transition to a new earth energy is full of hope and joy, and I am feeling it especially this spring.
Blessings,
Alix