and the desert,
which has waited
since it was created,
begins to stir.
___MMT
Spring Birth
Each year, our mother
earth labors to bring
forth her abundance.
Contractions gather
in sporadic storms
as she breathes
in, then out, pushing
to expel what has been
silently sleeping through
winter‘s chill stillness.
Chaos reigns, yet she
remains calm, knowing
her numerous children
need warmth and nurture
she alone can provide
in summer’s golden sunlight.
Elizabeth Crawford 4/13/2017
Notes: Today’s inspiration comes from The Dance, a poem written by Magical Mystical Teacher. Her poetry may be found here:
https://magicalmysticalteacher.wordpress.com
Image is a Mandala created by Marc Bove, and colored by me, using fine art pens. Marc’s designs are available here:
Soul's Music 
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Have a great day, Elizabeth 🙂
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This may be the first time that I’ve ever inspired another poet to give birth to a new poem. A magnificent birthing, indeed, Elizabeth. Thank you!
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Very beautiful – allows me to look out my window and see the storms in an entirely new light. Smiles.
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