Whimsical Awakening

The dreary land is grey and cold, 
confined within the icy hold
of winter, like a prison cell,
in which we all must grimly dwell,
and yet the blossomed promise grows; 
exuberant in soft repose.

Beneath the ground the rising tide 
of verdant life is undefied.
Though lying now in dormant rest, 
such vibrancy is unsuppressed;
a whimsical awakening , 
announcing the return of spring.

© Lisa-Jane La Grange

“He provides rain for the earth; He sends water on the countryside.” Job 5:10

Although I appreciate the rain, I am looking forward to brighter weather. It will not be long before spring is here.