Divine Renaissance

They are hesitant and shy, averse
to the bold brightness of the
spring sun, newly awakened from
a long enforced rest, frozen in time
and place, soil covering them in the
dark chill of winter newly thawed.
But their curiosity over what is
happening above the damp soil
has provoked their raised shoots
and the gardener, stalking her
slumbering garden exults sighting
the clear and unmistakable evidence
that Bleeding Hearts, Columbine
Ladies Mantle and Fritillaries
are tenderly emerging, and soon
apple blossoms, spirea blooms 
Magnolia buds will swell as poppies 
and lilies, irises and beesbalm
remember their time and the 
season to bloom their fragrance
and colour; architecture of a garden.