The sun inches skyward
in the quiet after-rain
of a gentle pre-dawn shower.
The rich sweet essence
of moistened earth
suffuses the air with promise.
Towering oaks and sugar maples
oscillate in the breeze -
their capricious rushing sounds
playing pristine counterpoint
with the jaunty chants
of robins, cardinals and chickadees.
Spring is pacing in the wings
awaiting her cue from the wheel of time.
and all creation waits in concord.
© 2016 by Robert Charles Howard Our steadfast sun inches skyward
in the quiet after-rain
of a gentle pre-dawn shower.
Rich fertile essences
of moistened earth
suffuse the air with promise.
Towering oaks and cottonwoods
shiver in the breeze -
their capricious rushing sounds
play pristine counterpoints
with the jovial chants
of robins, wrens and chickadees.
Spring is poised in the wings
for a cue from the wheel of time.
and all creation waits in concord.
© 2016 by Robert Charles Howard
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 10:48 AM UTC
The sun inches skyward
in the quiet after-rain
of a gentle pre-dawn shower.
The rich sweet essence
of moistened earth
suffuses the air with promise.
Towering oaks and sugar maples
oscillate in the breeze -
their capricious rushing sounds
playing pristine counterpoint
with the jaunty chants
of robins, cardinals and chickadees.
Spring is pacing in the wings
awaiting her cue from the wheel of time.
and all creation waits in concord.
© 2016 by Robert Charles Howard Our steadfast sun inches skyward
in the quiet after-rain
of a gentle pre-dawn shower.
Rich fertile essences
of moistened earth
suffuse the air with promise.
Towering oaks and cottonwoods
shiver in the breeze -
their capricious rushing sounds
play pristine counterpoints
with the jovial chants
of robins, wrens and chickadees.
Spring is poised in the wings
for a cue from the wheel of time.
and all creation waits in concord.
© 2016 by Robert Charles Howard
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