your grandeur is unmatched vast all-embracing roof to shelter those inside tall reaching spire that touches the heavens our eyes reach upward a direct line to God lines, angles, symmetry everything in its place The first to arrive are the daffodils announcing spring is here perky and fresh, dewy and delicate you skirt the majestic meeting place with a canary smile Tulip trees trumpet (in case you missed it) spring is surely here soft pink petals adorn the trees only to fall in a cascade of perfume a carpet of silk leaves cushion the magical fairy garden two reminders that the next lap begins a hand off of bitter days in exchange for glimpses of warmth an emergence of new growth for the earth and the soul
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Our eyes reach upward… I like that line, it’s very hopeful. The change of seasons is well-described.
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Thank you!
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Happy Spring, happy holidays. I still picture my childhood town’s spire in my dreams — a beautiful image.
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Thank you for reading!
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oh my gosh –> two reminders that the next lap begins / a hand off of bitter days / in exchange for glimpses of warmth / an emergence of new growth for the earth / and the soul – beautiful word choice and depth of meaning. It would be stanza I would highlight and come back to if this were in a book. It really is just beautiful.
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Oh, thank you! I’m so glad you found them impactful. It is definitely a landmark I appreciate, and it is easy to gush about!
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