Speaking with Earth Spirits in a November Garden
Deep down, in the warmth of the fecund earth,
the spirits sing songs of life.
Christmas Ferns stay green in November |
Hoping we hear, they inhale and exhale along with the seasons.
Crabapple in my garden in November |
Now, in the cool days of November, they sing to us of rest,
replenishment and they ask us to be calm.
and of course, to rake the leaves...
the leaves...
- Jan Johnsen
the leaves...
- Jan Johnsen
Lovely poem, Jan. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteand thank you for your nice comment, Jan Nolte!
DeleteVery beautiful words. They are fitting being paired with the pictures. Thanks for the post!
ReplyDeleteI really appreciate the feedback, Audrey.
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