The waltz of the flower...A Poem by Coyote PoetryFor April, the poetry month number one.
The waltz of the flowers....
"He prayeth best, who loveth best. All things both great and small; for the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all." Samuel Taylor Coleridge.... The long Winter made us wish for dear April. The agony of the cold days, snow and icy days made us wish for sun-kissed days and the earth turning green again. The flowers are reaching out to the sky, the Spring rain is bringing life to sleeping soil. The children want to play baseball and soccer. They are tire of jackets and too much clothing. They want to run and explore. The brave flowers are already dancing for me. They are waltzing with the gentle wind and loving the caress of the sun upon them. I have planted my wild flowers and I have cleaned-up the garden. I will sit in my moving lawn chair with grand-daughter. I will pray to the Gods of nature. Thank you for the days of Spring. Dancing Coyote
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