A Shrine to Fragments of Light

A song to Spring…

Long lay the slumberous winter

Clothed in shards of whimpering white

Barren and bleak, this desert wasteland

Until I sensed her verdant approach

Sweet sunlight on her soft shoulders

Robed in vibrant flowing fabrics

Tulip, crocus, and rose-petal threads

She is crowned in succulent birdsong

Flowering fields rise in her rippling wake

And she whispers the soft sigh of seed time

As Earth comes to life by her touch

Every petal a shrine to fragments of light.

Author's Note

“The deep roots never doubt spring will come.”
― Marty Rubin

Reviews

[thetish]

Thank you for sharing. I breath your words in deeply and replenish my soul.

[MsJewel]

Spring robed in vibrant flowing fabrics - such a beautiful description. Your poetry never disappoints. This is lovely :) Julie

[An owl on the moon]

I truly appreciate your kind thoughts, Julie. May spring bring you endless blessings. :)

[Patrick Jinks]

Not usually a connoisseur of poems, but those two opening lines had me from the off.

[An owl on the moon]

Patrick, thank you so much! Hope you have a great week.

[yuhee]

Such beautiful transition of winter to spring. Almost like a fairy tale.

[An owl on the moon]

It is, it truly is like a fairy tale, the Earth a sleeping beauty awakened. Much thanks!

[J. J. Nightingale]

Spring, when all have a chance to bloom again..

Very beautiful lines.... soft....real..

I did enjoy..

Jazzy

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you, Jazzy! Winter has always weighed like a heavy coat on my soul. Spring is about dancing.

[J. J. Nightingale]

Yes... I agree..... You are welcome..

[kmartell]

Fragments of light. Nice.

keep stories
in winter we sleep and wake, we are the intelligence of our poems. this is a nice poem.

[An owl on the moon]

I so appreciate your thoughts, and yes, I do love the seasons and how they reflect so often in our lives.

[emmajoy]

There is something so precious about life.. and that is Spring abundant! You write so colourfully, each phrase a miniature masterpiece. As soon as I finished reading your poem, I inhaled, wanting to take in every word, every gasp of scent. Sigh.

[An owl on the moon]

So thankful to have you come and walk through the spring here, Emma! May you breathe her in deeply, and not sneeze even once. :)

[emmajoy]

Laughing.. too late!

[Dr. YumnaKay]

"As Earth comes to life by her touch
Every petal a shrine to fragments of light."

I really felt the beauty of your words deeply. A mesmerizing piece, Craig. A fine tribute to spring 😊👍

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you so much, dear Yumna. When the Earth awakens in spring, everything seems beautiful.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Indeed it is beautiful 😊
You're welcome, Craig! Always a pleasure reading your fine works 😊

[An owl on the moon]

Well, very glad you share your inspirations with us here! 😊😊😊

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Each breath I take....her mists entrance me...bellisimo!

[An owl on the moon]

Grazie mille per le belle parole! :)