Spring Arrives

Spring arrives: 

this is when spring truly begins for me, this stretch of time in earliest April and days in a row of heavy rain. It's raw outside, the touch of winter barely kept at bay, and yet tomorrow the sky will clear and the sun will offer warming rays - this is the exactly when spring arrives, as life responds to this moment, and everything becomes alive within the air, offering its best bloom and finest shade of early green. 

spring has arrived.

and life bursts open.

displaying the grace of what's been occurring through days of heavy rain.

this always gives me faith in the power of unseen things, that even as winter has a deep hold across the landscape there's still the slightest stir of life beneath the surface, the potentiality of a blossom even now in motion. Nothing is ever really dormant, that's just a state of slowed energy that's biding for the right conditions of its glorious display. 

I have faith in the unseen things of springs arrival, knowing that every present event is a mask of preparation, necessary for what's eventually to be shown. With this in mind I no longer wish a rush through winter, even as it seems to linger past its given season. Nature has a wisdom to its agenda and my story of time and schedules doesn't always fit within its plan. 

I'm learning to keep pace with the unseen things of nature. 

trusting in the heavy rains that life sometimes offers.

and with that...

it seems that spring has now arrived. 

~

Peace, Eric 

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