begins

Spring begins with tingling senses, 

buds appearing, finding form.

Rising sap in surge propenses, 

seasons yearning;  natures norm.

Birds a-nesting, frogs a-spawning, 

croci speaking, weather warning

Toads a-croaking softly spoken, 

Progenating, ever dawn.

Ancient cycles, ain’t no whyfores, 

things are just as things are must.

Bulbs a-ripen, always happens, 

cycles shifting, life adjusts.

Neath the litter worms are turning 

leafmould into humus rich;

Soil improved, unfurrowed moves 

beneath the surface, inbetwixt.

In the patterns see what matters

In the matter see the force,

Obstinately ever pulsing

Needing not mankinds applause.

Sow ye not till time has sewn

The minutes into hours long

Resist the urge to plant your beans

Or err and get the timing wrong.

Observe the daffs whose splendour sings

The golden song of ever-morn

Rejoice the voice of twittered sound

On days where ways are being reborn.

Come the moment rise the critters

From thine hibernated sleep

True survival of the fittest

See the might of splendid meek.

Onwards as the seasons change

Relationships evolve in kind

The mating times are soon arranged

In dating dances nature grinds.

In ovoid shape the future waits

Unfurling and released

Becoming what was meant to be

A truce becoming peace.

From the hedges, hear the chorus

Listen as the tune unfolds

Overseen by eye of horus

As everwas the tale is told.

Spring begins with tingling senses, 

buds appearing, finding form

Rising sap in surge propenses, 

seasons yearning, natures norm.