Hope’s late this spring

Proverbs apple verse

 

Hope deferred. Hope is late this spring.

Trees push to bloom with leaves barely furled.

No bees yet. Nor butterflies. Where are they?

Birds rustle and bustle. Busy in their avian ways.

Hope deferred. Tears leave their burns on my face.

My heart pushes to find the door. The hallway dim.

No. Don’t lose faith. No. Don’t stop hoping.

I bustle. I rustle. Busy doing busy things.

Hope deferred. Hope is late this spring.

Animals waiting on the green to come.

Fields wait for planting. Pastures for grazing.

We make busy sounds. We make busy moves.

The longing to be fulfilled. A tree bursting with life.

Hope deferred. Hope is the life. The breath.

Hope fills. Hope overflows. Hope is late this year.

The trees ache with the need. The air still chilled.

Dancing dead leaves, last year’s ghosts.

Blooms push past them. They will bloom hope.

Hope comes. Sooner or later. Hope won’t be denied.

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2 Comments

  1. brian miller said,

    May 25, 2013 at 3:40 am

    hope if life…and comes sooner or later to the persistent for sure…hope will not be denied…smiles…have a great weekend s…

  2. claudia said,

    May 25, 2013 at 9:58 am

    spring is def. late this year and a long awaited guest…don’t give up hope…smiles…6 degrees C over here…and rain…ha


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