She whispers my name... Only I can hear

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Transitions


 
Though seemingly reluctant
Spring continues to slowly unveil her magic secrets
As every day new birds appear
Northern Flickers join the insect safari
Deftly hopping and hunting
Between patches of melting snow
Slowly the white banks retreat
Revealing bright green blades
Worshiping the Sunlight
Lifting their faith skyward

In blatant disregard to the weather
The Goldfinch changes into his attractive summer jacket
A few feathers at a time...
Meanwhile in the chilly water
Eastern Painted Turtles made an appearance today
Skirting the edges of fragile transparent sheets
Frozen remains of last nights freeze

Peep frogs debate the right to sing
Their chorus rises and falls
From crescendo to crescendo
While the trees hold their softly swelling buds
With silent anticipation

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