The world is grey today
and wet
but beneath the damp earth
and inside the tiny buds
new life waits, poised
We complain about the rain, the cold, the wind
but who are we to argue with the elements
and the timeless cycle of the seasons
This water is the water of life
The flowers are showing their colourful faces already
splashes of colour against the sodden verges and hedgerows
Soon the sun will come back
equinox time is near, the growing light
returns to bathe and warm us
after the winter’s inward time
So blessed are we to live in this green and precious land
The earth beneath my feet is strong and solid
and my heart can feel the spring
as yet unsprung
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