The wind will blow…

In the
last breath
of Winter,
~
Does it
really let go
of Spring?
~
Together…
birds can
come back,
~
And the
flowers
can grow;

Still breathing.

I can
be your
spring,
~
and you
can be my
winter.
~
Together…
we’ll watch
the flowers,
~
Dying
and living
in the wind;

Still breathing.

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7 thoughts on “The wind will blow…

  1. mocha says:

    I am wondering if this is asking the question, do we really change? I equate seasons to changing, but in the last breath of then to now, do we really let go?

    When I see birds in a poem I am reminded of the line from Shakespeare’s Sonnet 29, “Like to the lark at day of break arising. Interestingly, That poem also deals with change, “desiring this man’s art, and that man’s scope. However, it is not until “he’ think of his love “that then I scorn to change my state with kings.”

    I love this Tara, it jarred some memories in me. Well done.

    • Mocha, thank-you! I love your thoughts relating to Shakespeare Sonnet 29!

      Yes, do we really change, do we really let go, and do we really die (spiritual/energy) When Winter breaths to Spring (personified) Spring and Winter hold each other (Love, Tantra), both being together where without the other; no birds, no flowers in the cycle of change… But we have birds, and the flowers come back, regardless of our ‘human’ existence. So it’s almost proof, that we will live forever…
      Hope your day is a good day, glad you’re back 🙂
      Tara

  2. Doug S says:

    such perfect timing. beautiful…

  3. Beautiful sentiment expressed in this poem –the cycle of life and death, as it was meant to be. ~ Dennis

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