The Promise of Spring

“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.” — Pablo Neruda

The land quietly moans,

The rivers and lakes weep

Trees are made bare as nature retreats

But you can never stop spring from coming

It’s nature’s rythmn of resting then re-awakening

As sure as night follows the day

Spring will return to nature in its own time

And in its own biorhythmic way

The eternal promise of the buds in spring

Is that there's always hope for living things

Written by: Carla L Ibanzo ©2024

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