When the outside comes in on the breeze,
When the stale air inside floats away,
When the scent of the lilac makes me sneeze,
When the song of the wind chimes say
that we made it to Spring through the greys.
When the reds of the robins return
When the orange of the orioles shine
When the bluebirds nest, and bless friends
When the chickadees, cardinals dine,
celebrate all of life that cheated death again.
When the wreathes of the greens flesh the boughs
When the cotton of clouds cushion hawks
When sweet blossoms in hued dancing shows
When the minnows and tadpoles wake shady spots
Oh the senses explode for the butterflies, toads,
honeybees, ladybugs, as we waltz in nature’s rhythm.
Bjorn is today’s host for dVerse’ Meet the Bar. Bjorn says:
Let the dance be your poem, and when it’s written on your blog, with a link back to dVerse you link up at Mr Linky below. Then go around visit, comment and enjoy, The prompt is open until Saturday but you can come and visit whenever you like at a later time.