Friday’s Poem: A Call to Spring

All photos by Cynthia Guenther Richardson

The vast drape of land calls us,

its undulation of tilting trails and spread of green

over density of earth teeming

with unseen things. There is genius

of growth beneath while horizon’s blue

offers a new comfort of light, empty of rain.

Today it is a genial drama, spring’s arrival,

and to be a witness is to feel the spirit stir, rise

with a deepening breath that carries

silken perfume of cherry blossoms

that startle the air with innocence

and shy resplendence.

8 thoughts on “Friday’s Poem: A Call to Spring

  1. Your poem is so hopeful and elegant, Cynthia. And those final lines are heavenly: “…silken perfume of cherry blossoms/that startle the air with innocence/and shy resplendence.”

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