It's May!

Native flame azalea

It’s May!   How much more
     can crowd into my senses,
     this morning, this bright morning, so green?
A chickadee, dressed sharp in black and white
     flies up and hovers near.
Each leaf, so tender and green,
     flutters, flutters in the cool breeze,
     sharing its tenderness with everyone.
It’s May!  The Goddess is here,
     the world relaxes, just a bit,
     we step where violets and clover bloom,
     our Mother cradling us.
We swim in the soft warm air.
We flutter our tender leaves,
     unafraid in the world.
It’s May!  We swim in the newest of Green,
     unafraid, alive again, loving this world,
     new, soft, tender, green,
     and fluttering in each new breeze.

Annelinde Metzner
May 16, 2014

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