Spring in the Clearing
Beneath a brooding sky, behold:
In the clearing, Spring unfolds!
The mighty clouds send forth their ranks
Overflowing streams and banks
The sapling trees with greening shoots
Sag with waterlogged roots
The curling ferns unfurl their heads
Rising from their earthen beds
The buttercups thrust forth their blooms
Revived again from winter tombs
The rabbits in the dew-dropped grass
Shudder as the foxes pass
The newborn bluebirds spread their wings
Crying while their mother sings
The spider spins its dainty thread
To shroud the bodies of the dead
These living links, this fragile chain:
All signs that Spring has come again.
by Shannon Lodoen
Editor’s Note: Every once in a while we need a sweet, gentle poem to ring in the season.