Mixed Seasons

Mixed seasons,

weather systems,

such are the changes

and phases of living.

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Thank goodness.

 

A cloudless sky,

no raindrops released,

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no anticipation of bloom

would leave me dry,

parched for a breeze,

to carry my wishie seeds;

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a need for a storm

would swell up from within

to shake awake my soul

with thunderous rumblings,

 

surging me with feelings of invincibility

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and simultaneous reminders of humility

that somehow create an electric potion

that I drink in, with silent mouth open,

 

and the birdsong and blooms rise to greet me,

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all of us survivors in each new season,

refreshed witnesses reborn and reconvening

after needed periods of hibernation and migration.

 

I rub the colored florals between my fingers

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like paint I add to the rain reservoir within me,

and as the sun returns just as expected,

I feel my part in this divine masterpiece.

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Words and images ©LauraDenise

 

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