At Vernal equinox, the Sun crosses over the plane of the Earth’s equator and equalises the night and the day. Then will the Emerald Dragon awaken from his hibernation beneath the earth. Rising in the jade forests of Ghizhou, this yin creature transforms the cold, dead land. Primal and powerful, he gathers the Qi; melts the mountain snows to ribbons of fire igniting the frosty hillsides to growth, fuses each thing with verdant energy, revives again the seed, renews the bulb, sprouting tender shoots juice-rich and sap-full Shy blossoms set to bloom and burst with fruit Fresh scented breezes ruffle foliage maiden ferns shiver with their thrill and ****** Grasses and reeds bedewed and beryline, murmuring and humming low and dulcet, dancing and swaying at the river’s edge. Roots of every tree draw deep from the earth Magnolia and Frangipani breathe and pant out fragrant honeyed lusciousness Spring sparks and quickens, kicks and is alive.
One of a series of poems on Elements Although not Spring here in the southern hemisphere until 1st September, my snowdrops are up and about (revved up, no doubt by global warming) so that is my sign Spring is near.