Early Spring

 

In the dark gardens of early Spring,

Star Magnolias shine…

 

and Cherry trees line 

pathways with  petals

down which I walk, as in some holy rite,

veiled in flurries of pale pink and white.

 

Fragrance of Hyacinth,

Lilac blossoms open slowly….

Fragile Fritillaria sway tiny bells,

their silence sounding holy.

 

Through sudden silver showers

the sun gleams gold, 

touching my face, or occasional flowers

like a laying on of hands.

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During the night, the Tulips disappear -

In the morning, fresh hoof prints of deer.