March , Oh March… How I love that month, for plenty of reasons…
Just the fact that tomorrow will mark the beginning of this, for me, holy month, makes me sigh a sign of comfort and joy.
I came across these beautiful poetic lines by Laryalee Fraser
Let me share with you.
An Ode to March
We hear the skirl of the winds announce
your stalwart trek through snow-piled drifts.
We love your irrepressible bounce,
accept your volatile mood that shifts
from sullen sighs to a roguish grin.
With feisty defiance, you take a swing
at frosty winter’s arrogant chin,
then open the equinox door for spring.
In subtle degrees, your hands will peel
the layers of crusted ice between
still-huddled roots; you start to heal
the blistered soil with soft-hued green.
The song of awakening leaps and spills
beneath your firm and piercing glance;
you sweep through the prairies and fir-clad hills,
preparing the stage for April’s dance