Does Eostra flaunt her Spring fertility,
As some would tend at this time of the year,
Promoting coloured eggs all chocolaty,
Supplied in plenitude by generous hare?
Beneath such sensate pleasures there resides
A more enduring paragon of grace,
Accessible to all, with none besides,
Awaiting meek acceptance to embrace;
For devotees of Man from Nazareth,
The Queen of Festivals the heart enthrals,
Proclaiming central lodestone of their faith,
Triumphantly, with ‘Al-le-lu-ia’ calls!
From dereliction of a barren tomb,
Came forth New Life as from a fecund womb!
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Caressed by gentle early morning breeze,
Their little yellow heads turn to the sun,
Their eager little spirits to unfreeze,
That searching lonely ramblers may have fun;
Sweet lark salutes the day with joyful song,
Resounding o’er somnolent, rolling field;
Anon they will be hosting feathered throng,
A matchless chorus for the heart to yield.
Heralds of Spring, you are, fair daffodils,
Pregnant with pristine beauty, unsurpassed,
The dream of hope in lonely hearts fulfils,
Whose warm embraces transience will outlast.
Though brief your visit be each passing year,
Your sight is balm to many a lingering tear!
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Tagged beauty, birds, daffodils, embrace, hearts, hope, inspiration, life, morning, nature, ponder, ramblers, sun, truth
Too soon the Winter sun in western sky
Declines, as though in fear of pending Night,
So little time for aged to say ‘Hi’,
Their darkened spirits to be filled with light;
Restricted to the friendship of four walls,
By ruthless limitations of old age,
Vicissitude of Winter’s whim forestalls
The yearning heart, fair weather to engage;
O, that the warm embrace of Summer’s sun,
The cold, dark days of Snow Queen would displace,
A brighter mien to bring to everyone,
And smiles return to every sullen face.
Pray, tarry not much longer Blessed Spring,
Great harbinger of joy for all to sing!
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Tagged friendship, joy, limitations, night, old age, smiles, snow, spring, summer, sun, winter
As many of you may have noticed, I have not been as active/present around here for some weeks – going back to late September.
ALL IS WELL!
I have been otherwise occupied…not least with visiting daughter in Germany…and writing.
We are soon off on an extended holiday in South Africa….until after New Year.
Will be revisiting the much loved Garden Route from Cape Town to Port Elizabeth and back….
Since there is never a guarantee of getting ‘online’ I am unlikely to be very active here or elsewhere;
Moreover, if/when I comment on any posts, reactions will be notified and my E-mail box is likely to be flooded.
So, I might well be ‘reading’ posts and ‘reacting’ to them but will refrain from posting comments..or posting anything on my blogs.
Deo Volente, departure is scheduled for end of month….return early January.
May I now wish you all, Festive Season Blessings…and Good Wishes for 2017!!!
Be thinking of you…
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Tagged blessings, blogging, Christmas, friends, goodwill, Holidays, New Year!, south africa
Then came the long awaited precious rain,
With thunderous applause midst lightning strikes,
Relentless hailstones causing joyous pain,
Fast thawing ice in torrents breaching dikes;
For weeks, nay months, thick clouds had come and gone,
Mean, tantalising omens came to naught,
As living, all, to drought’s embrace were drawn,
And each new dawn with dangers fresh were fraught;
Unshackled from restraints, to wit, unknown,
The weather gods their pent up passions vent,
Reducing one and all to moan and groan,
Until smidgens of energy are spent;
In aftermath, raw anger wasteland leaves,
Yet, faith new cloth of restoration weaves!
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Tagged anger, drought, faith, floods, hail, life, lightning, nature, rain, storm, thunder