Microbes stirring in the soil,
The very air alive,
Crocus and daffodil,
Iris and hyacinth emerging from bulbs,
Rose and lilac with their beauty and scent.
Green fire waking,
With all the joy of Persephone
returned from her sojourn in the underworld.
Birdsong fills the air again as these angels
court, mate, nest and search for food,
tickled into wakefulness by light and warmth.
Your cells are laughing too
Let them laugh despite so many woes.
Join with one another in gratitude and praise.
Of the promise of Spring and of longer, lighter days.
Amy Hannon (aka Amalia Sabatini), Clinton, NJ
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