An Easter Message

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Sonnet to the Spring

What leads the eye as life slowly appears?
Through misted dawn the sun beams forth her rays
What sights behold the oracle so clear?
As morn dispels the night, awakens day
And sound rings true through fragrant fresh new air
As peel of bells echo across the dale
And resonance vibrates in ear so fair
The choir of birds sing out behind the veil
But wait the skein of geese fly out of sight
And caw of crow breaks coarse save feel deaths sting
As winter bit and bid a last goodnight
The summer heat to soon burn out the spring
          Still cowslip, bluebell and the first cuckoo
          Emerge afresh; the verdant earth renew

Did you know that today (23rd April) would have been Shakespeare’s 450th birthday? He surely was the master of all sonnets – having attempted this my first sonnet, what it would be to be able to write as prolifically as the famous bard.  

Hatchlands Park (Photo credit: Mabacam)

 

 

 

 

 

 

An Easter Message

When you wake up in the morning
And you feel a fresh new day
When you breathe in and remember
There is another way
When you think and dare to alter
The way you used to be
When you grapple with your mind’s thoughts
To use plasticity
When you push through and consider
That old means are no more
Then that’s the resurrection that
Ignites your inner core

For a pathway that’s well-trodden
That needs to deviate
And choices that one makes in life
To shift and relocate
Can be changed to make a difference
To push and surge on through
Moving boulders that reside within
And alter what you do
For rising to each challenge breaks
The mould in life and chain
For inside you, my friend, is where
You can be born again

Easter eggs // Ostereier (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Seeds of Spring

Seeds dispersing through the air
On springtime gentle breeze
In warmer winds as birds return
With gracefulness and ease

As life bursts forth upon the earth
With a pure green verdancy
To see buds spout into full bloom
And nests line every tree

Lambs frolicking in open fields
Bluebells in seas of blue
The world reviving life again
To shine forth so anew

The Passion And The Cherry Blossom

A lamb on mule beneath the tree
With buds now in full bloom
The cherry blossom beautiful
That shelters the bridegroom

With flowers a fleeting reminder
Sweet pink fragility
Ephemeral nature of a life
To set the world so free

The passion of the cherry bloom
And all that goes before
The present moment that exists
With palms spread on the floor

And riotous vision set ahead
Prodigious majesty
As blossoms fall before their time
His sacrifice to see

Cherry Blossom Festival (Photo credit: ucumari photography (Valerie))

Summertime

Spring forward with such gleefulness
As summertime is here
The clocks a chiming earlier
The daylight ever near

The birds a singing in the tree
The buds begin to bloom
As nature’s reawakening
Puts life back in the room

And chivvies dormant creatures
For vitality on earth
The end of winters hostage hand
The soul of fresh new birth

From Lost to Life

She lost it all; it fell apart
From hearth to home to health she lost
Her life just seemed to count the cost
In loneliness with broken heart

And in the depths of all despair
She wailed and cried and wept a flood
Drained of all life sucked from her blood
For what was left for her out there?

But in the corner burning bright
Dim first it seemed a distant hue
A pinprick vestibule anew
Shining a ray of hopeful light

For hope was all she needed see
A path of hope – a ray of light
A promise of an end in sight
That there could be tranquillity

And up from ashes came a bird
A phoenix that could thus inspire
Arising from the dust and fire
To resurrect; a new life stirred

And from that point she ventured out
With n’out to have and n’out to hold
For life extends past riches gold
To pastures new that sing and shout

To pastures that have thus renewed
To meadows where the song bird sings
To cornfields full of better things
Where new life now has been imbued.