There comes a time, some time in spring
when thoughts take flight and angels sing!
A time of joy, a time of love
a time to venture forth above.
What is it then that gives us the potent energy
to pursue life's tasks with such synergy?
Tis the song we sing that in response
cannot count on promises which do surmount
Our desire for eternal bliss
lies hidden in the springs first kiss
Several times a year I find myself lost in the mystic rapture of seasonal rejuvenation ...What is it that makes the seasons so important to me? What is it that fires my soul with thoughts of resurgence?
Much like the Robin or the Cardinal that inhabit my back yard and have done so for 18 on years, I feel the cosmic pull of the universal call to procreate. Oft times it is the mere act of planting, or the desire to be fulfilled whether physically or spiritually, the force runs deep and strong in all living things and so must be fulfilled.
As we make our way through the many fields and facets of life there is always this undertow that seems to pull at our very souls. Once we were free spirits of the air and then a rest among the leaves so fair, but before we venture forth again we must mix and mingle, marry elements.
So I think the call from nature is just a call, to remind us ... that is all!
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