the first of the blossom

At the ends of gnarled bark fingers that last week had no vigour

Green pearls appear and grow from slumber into hope

They protect the souls of newborn life away from winter’s rigour

Through a biting brutal season has this noble forest coped.


From the pearls upon the fingers a delicate creation forms

An intricate origami had no maker other than nature

And it folds itself further to others it won’t conform

As all of nature’s folded flowers mature


It‘s not long before the world’s aflame with white, pink and yellow fire

As more fingers adorn themselves with life giving pearls

Blooming into elegant flowers that reach across and to the sky

And at the ends of the bark clothed branches not one can see the gnarls.

English: Closeup of blooming cherry blossoms

Image via Wikipedia

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