In Seasonal Praise

The brilliant song of a goldfinch
filters the morning air. Its bright
yellow form flirting through the
branches of a plum tree, its
presence flattering the golden
orb of the sun, blazing, unfolding
the crystalline lightness of spring.

From the garden, lilies-of-the-valley
and lilacs perfume the landscape.
Slight wisps of wind carry the
sound and the fragrances as far
as the eye can see. From another
tree, a robin burnished by the sun
trills welcome to another dawn.

Rose bushes, honeysuckle and
clematis send new life creeping into
place. Siberian lilies, bearded iris,
bleeding heart and mountain bluet
unabashedly contest one another
for pride of place in colour and form.

The garden's place is that of the
bees, the butterflies, the dragonflies
and the birds that drop by for
their casual, song-filled visits.