A whisper and a murmur,
a shuffle and a clank
the muffled shwoof of a door being opened.
A breath slowly taken and released.
I want a word for the way my heart feels when
it is filled with love
and also touched deeply by the sorrows of the world
and what I view as short-sightedness.
I want a word to describe the very particular way
that spring has overwhelmed me;
possibility and wanting to get it right – planting and watering.
Did I miss the time to transplant that “what-kind-of-bush?”
from the middle of my medicinal herbs?
And there are 24 baby pine trees in the root cellar that need homes in the earth
and more trees on their way to us.
Here we have truth
and here we have the nuances of color that are
the greens of lambs quarter and dandelion in our salad.
I offer a yowl for the spring.
A yowl for the soulfulness of April.
view nutritional info on Lambs Quarter here: http://nutritiondata.self.com/facts/vegetables-and-vegetable-products/2469/2