The Earth and the Fulness Thereof

Did I
Close my eyes
For a moment,
Briefly
Leave the room,
Or turn my back?
Were the trees
Not bare
With hardly a sprinkling
Of green?
Were the borders
Not empty,
Straggly and brown?
Were posts
Unclothed,
Rosebuds
Tight and unyielding,
Sweet peas
Mere seedlings?
Each new leaf
A miracle,
Each emerging clump
Small, but perfect,
All long lost friends
Welcomed back.
Then suddenly…
Abundance!
But surely
It did not happen
Overnight…

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12 Responses to The Earth and the Fulness Thereof

  1. Heyjude says:

    Well it seemed like it all happened overnight! Nice one Cathy.

    • Cathy says:

      Thanks Jude. I went out for a last ramble after I had posted the end of month view, so it was well into the evening, and it really did feel as if it had moved up a gear since I was out in it earlier…

  2. Kris P says:

    Beautiful, Cathy!

  3. Olga says:

    Loved reading your poetry about welcoming long lost friends, Cathy. I’m so grateful that the miracle of renewal has returned after such a long winter of hibernation. 🙂

    • Cathy says:

      Thank you Olga – there are so many pleasures to be found in a garden, and this continuity and renewal is at the heart of it

  4. Esmeralda says:

    Wow!
    Super nice, Cathy!
    Congratulations!
    Real Gramas

  5. Cathy says:

    Maybe not overnight, but within a week or two here! LOL! We were almost watching the grass grow a fortnight ago. 😉

  6. It seemed to happen almost overnight this year Cathy 😂 As always it’s good to see a poem from you.

    • Cathy says:

      And I was pleased to write one, Anna, as it has been ages since the last one. I know the garden does change rapidly at this time of year, but somehow it really did seem to happen in an instant this year…

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