Psst..shhh..
if you listen
you will hear
Deep Earth
slowly shifting gears
grinding down
from winters sleep
backtrack forward
at snails creep
the air is sweet
sky hushed
brushed blue
it's time again
for sweet Chartreuse
around oak trees
pop small green shoots
topped with lemony
fragant flutes
unhurriedly the giant
glides into Spring
Oh! Joyful Ride
she's been this route
so many times
she knows the ropes
serene, sanguine
to again re-birth
her awakening
and patiently
the Almighty
stands watch
over Everything
precision timing
all this
the Master
Himself designing
while we go
about our days
all whining
He is overseeing
minding
intertwining
like
the lovely
green vine, vining
all around us
He is signing
life is all G-d's
perfect rhyming
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