( inspired by Garden for the bees this weekend initiative by 38 degrees
https://www.facebook.com/peoplepowerchange )
Flowers are blooming again
Leaves are popping
Insects are buzzing,
The afternoon delivers sun, fresh air,
To blow away morning's face.
I have a favourite place
Somewhere I go to hide away,
Where fragrance floats and mingles
I stand awakening, moving shadows,
Bouncing over primroses and bluebells
Today sowing seeds over earth
Offering some food for the bees.
The flower's weeds will ripen
And wild winds will scatter,
Sending shoots and roots,
From this present time,
Far into the future,
Release an abiding, shining hope
That lights a way through the dark.
As greenery blossoms
Soft rays of warm light,
Clear pathways of soul and heart
React to understanding,
Drift in fine feeling
Creating glorious scenes,
Surveying all
I will sit and dream .
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