Softly Into Spring

Spring calls softly from the darkness

She bathes the land in light

To lure us from our slumber

At the end of Winter's night

It's in the whisper of the wind

Her perfume scents the air

Colours appear overnight

Full of dash and dare

Hot and cold play hide and seek

In league with sun and shade

The flowers carry on as planned

Their costumes have been made

Leaves unfurl and petals twirl

Birds trill their serenade

No one can resist the lure

Of a Spring parade

What started as a whisper

Soon becomes a roar

The flowers dance, the music plays

A Spring song I adore.

Priceless

A simple bouquet of flowers,

plastic-wrapped, propped up in a grocery-store bin,

$5.00 for the dozen.

Like a shimmering mirage

their colours stopped me in my tracks.

After a long Winter

and an even longer wait for Spring

to truly begin,

I was beginning to feel as if I

was trapped in a colourless desert.

I had no idea how much I needed them.

As usual,

it took my camera,

and my all-seeing macro lens,

To reveal the magnitude

of their magic and beauty.

$5.00 a dozen,

it seems incredible...

Because what these flowers have to offer is

- Priceless!