Windswept
Heaven sent showers
Place Brigit's kiss
Upon my cheeks
As I walk
Each droplet
Mirrors
The pageantry
Of an
Even now
Incubating Equinox
Blanketed meadows
Technicolour mosaic
Splashed across
The grey pastel
Skyline
In arches
Stretched across
The horizon
Sleeping giants
Drink heartily
Life giving
Nectar
Penetrating
Deeply quenching
Their subterranean origins
Listen closely
The refrains
Of Spring
Are being
Heralded
By erupting
Snowdrops
Will you
Allow the walls
Of your interior
To close in around you
When instead
The cleansing staccato
Offers you
A polyrhythmic
Accompaniment
With which
To sing
Your heart's content
And dance
Along the undulating
Rivulets..
Rejoice in Life's
Sustenance
That is provided
In such
Uproarious abundance
Give thanks
For a resurrection
Already set in motion
R.O'Neill (January 29, 2018)
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