Spring

Hush. It is good

that we be quiet,

the better to hear the soft stirring,

underground, of swelling seeds,

the gentle parting of willing soil,

so recently too hard to move

It is good that we be quiet

to form the backdrop of gratitude

for the early warble of birds

unafraid to be first

to celebrate the dawn

In the sacred quiet, our hearts

relax from taut waiting,

even before we can otherwise sense

the springing forth

of our perennial grace.

©Wendy Mulhern

April 2, 2018