Emergence

 Emergence

Clad in
umber tones,
arising
from winter’s sleep
with the promise
of a young sun’s
caress,
with tentative steps
the maiden
begins her dance
upon the eternal spiral,
embracing
the innocence of
snowdrops
in fresh bloom.

 

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I’d not originally planned this to be for Cee’s Which Way Challenge – I knew I wanted to post a little seasonal poem this week, before the natural world moves on – but when I was looking for a picture to illustrate the ‘umber tones’ I remembered that I had the photograph of the path next to the newly ploughed field. Perfect! Two birds with one stone, as the saying goes.

I hope you all like it.