Spring will come
in your soul again
Winter lingers
there is yet more
to do underground
tending to the deeper matters
grief
questions
longing.
Spring will come
in your soul again
like bulbs pushing
through the cold
crusty earth
persisting until
the green begins to show
Announcing: “I am still alive!”
Spring will come
in your soul again
moments
then hours
occasionally for days
Winter’s grief and longings
meet spring’s hope and joy
an invitation –
speaking the beauty of
what it is to be here,
what it is to be whole.
– Vona Rose Wilson 3/3/2025
Late Winter – Early Spring / John Denver