As if a spring
on timer set
has been uncoiled
to win the bet
that Spring should come
on day one
of this southern
month of September.
And to behold
the colour burst
on bare branch first
then buds of all description,
on the day
the planners made
for the very purpose,
seems exactly that.
A canny bet
was won it seems
as if with nature
we can agree
to get things right
to reach for the light
and end the chill of winter.
“I enjoy the spring more than the autumn now. One does, I think, as one gets older." ― Virginia Woolf
ReplyDeleteThanks for the inspiring words and pictures. MM
An apt quote. I'm sure she's right. Pity, of course, it wasn't enough to sustain her ultimately. I guess nature can only do so much to console us for humanity's unnatural urge to destroy beauty. But important to notice that it tries.
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