Awake!

Spring calls

From winter grass,

Daily growing green

As Oz

From black and white

To Emerald City.

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Look!

The final snow,

Falls lightly,

Melting, quickly

As it lands.

The tender sprouts

Spring forth and bloom.

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Remember!

Winter seems a dream

As restful sleep,

So deep and dark

Gives way to light

And energy

And, like the world,

We are reborn.

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Dance!

Become the rhythms

Of the Earth

And wind and

Soft Spring rain.

Caress the warm,

Live-giving soil

With joy and sunlight

Once again.

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Live!

©Pamela Stead Jones 2008