Unity of Life (sonnet)


The first to come this year came with the rain,
Its colors at first muted, dampened by
An early Summer storm whose lighter touch
Enriched and coaxed the purple flag to fly.
Hard Winter, gone now with its tight-closed fist
Of ice and winds that harshly freeze and blow
Seems like a dream from which we wake in fear,
Forgetting what hot Life goes on below.
The snow that makes thick blankets for those months,
The sleet that feels to us like needly knives,
Protects what lies below in soil’s cities,
Cracks open seeds that later send up lives.
What in the moment we call harsh and fear
Projects the beauty and sweet Life now here.


About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
This entry was posted in Gardening, Gardening, Usually Organic, joy, Poetry, Sonnet, Spring, Uncategorized, Winter. Bookmark the permalink.

One Response to Unity of Life (sonnet)

  1. rita kowats says:

    And we do know that “it is through the crack that the light can come in.” Thank you, Jane.

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