sitting with the crocuses

You expect Her to come quickly when you feel the first warm light bask on your skin,

or when the first choir of purple crocuses peeps their heads through the dead leaves.

You wait impatiently for this season of hibernation to fade.

You’ve rested in the dark long enough.

But as you sit on the cool earth admiring those purple beauties,

you realize you’ve been in good company all along.

ggf.crocus choir.feb16

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