Green Conqueror

The conqueror marches in….

Silent clamor of green overtakes brown….

God’s magic wand of sunshine and warmth….

Bursts shuttered buds, startles cold seeds….

Urgent awakening with loving intent….

Renews a dormant world….

Spring has come!

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A Poem for Laetare

Today is Laetare, the fourth Sunday of Lent. A Latin word, laetare means "be joyful" and comes from the introit for the day, Isaiah 66:10, which begins with, "Be joyful......". Hmm, are we to be joyful during Lent? Maybe so.

Rarely have I attempted poetry, but am taking a stab at it in this post, prompted by the sight of crocuses emerging from the ground in front of our barn. The bulbs are lying within soil and under a layer of "tares".......corn silage blown out of the silo chute by the blustery winds of winter. Its a stretch to think thusly, I know, but the crocus shoots are growing amongst "tares"......leading to the word laeTARE. Do you suppose the crocus bulbs are feeling joyful as they send their shoots upwards? And, what force prompts that upward growth? Ah, we all know the answer to that.......the powerful, forceful gaze of the sun! Dare we say the sun "inspires" plants to grow and bloom?!

THE INSPIRATION

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Brightly beams His shining gaze

Long before a response

From me is evidenced.

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Coldly in darkness I hide

Averting my eyes

Not wishing to see.....or grow.

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Ablaze with confidence

His brazen gaze

Penetrates to my chilled heart.

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Effortlessly growth ensues

Coaxed by warmth

Directed by light.

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Boldly does the gaze endure

Melting stubborn walls

Ever urging leaf and flower......

EVER INSPIRING!

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Happy Laetare.....Be Joyful!

Yield to an inspiring gaze!

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