The sun glints
on bare branches
stretching up,
not dead – full of light:
skeletal but deeply waiting
for buds to begin, new life.
I've seen this. I know
it happens
suddenly –
huge dark green
leaves as big as fans,
and star-shaped, creamy flowers.
Written at the end of Winter, here in the Southern Hemisphere, for dVerse Quadrille #15: Leaves, a prompt inspired by the approach of Autumn, or 'Fall', in the Northern Hemisphere – which does equally well for the approach of Spring here.
This is also doing duty for day 30 of #awakeaugust, a month of 'small stones' (mindful writings focusing on the external world). The others are at my 'Stones for the River' blog.
