Wisconsin, end of winter
world lays white horizon
to horizon, earth, sky,
Trees' black skeletons show
no promise of bud or leaf.
Color migrated with the warblers.
I must take it on faith snow
will melt, grass push up,
blossoms burst, color return.
Victoria Hendricks
March 6, 2011
Oh my, powerful, visual metaphor.
ReplyDeleteI can feel this scene and shiver a bit from it. This is such a wonderful way to describe it and the fact that there are times when you just have to have faith that spring will come.
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