Beauty pops out
Sometimes sparsely
In the beginning of spring,
Barely hanging on to a bleak landscape

But as spring takes hold,
It sprinkles the old brown leaves,
The dirt and gray twigs
With bold colors and designs.

Blessing all the eyes that see
Caressing the nose that smells such beauty
A beacon and a herald to the explosion of spring
The catharsis in each of us
That’s meant to be seen, heard, felt,
and blessed
By our understanding.

8 comments on “Catharsis

  1. Oftentimes our cactus flowers are the most beautiful, even just before they open and bloom . Too bad they only last a couple of days. But we know they’ll be back.

  2. Your artistic design and composition of this image is stunning, Linda. And your poem I just adored! Treasuring Spring’s offerings in a bleak environment makes it more precious. To see, to be witness to a world that once was bleak and cold, to one that holds more and more color brings me such such JOY! My creeping Phloxes are in full bloom right now and with the right lighting I hope to take a wide angle picture. Every where the eye looks is purple and pink. Oh how I LOVE Spring!!! 🦋🦋🦋

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