Rebirth

Slowly, ever so slowly
A tiny shoot emerges
From the dead,
Frozen ground.

Life in its fragile strength,
Undaunted,
Pushes its way through,
Determined to live.

Gently, the seedling unwraps its cloak
Pulsating with new life.
Relentlessly
Pushing, pushing.

Sunshine greets our little
Pilgrim,
Warming her with
Gentleness and love,

Rain brings her nourishment,
Wind brings her strength,
And darkness
Brings the dawn.

Blossoms, profuse and fragrant
Bless all around her.
Stately and tall she stands
As a silent sentinel in her garden.

Slowly her bloom fades
And her petals fall.
One season has passed
And she retreats, only to bloom again.

© 1996 by Catherine Lewis