“Spring is nature’s way of saying ‘Let’s party!” – Robin Williams
“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.” – Pablo Neruda
“Spring has returned. The earth is like a child that knows poems.”
– Rainer Maria Rilke
L’esprit se éveille – the spirit wakens
The distance between
Today – l’printemps
Now can be measured
Like puffs of pink and white
Snow filling out branches
Greying clouds play tag
In azure skies
Hiding the sunlight
Like children who have stolen
Cookies from the cooling rack
Hyacinthus; rose, bleu, blanche
Mon esprit se réveille
My hunger immense
The waters of the cascade
Tumble into turquoise waters
I climb out of grey woolen
Despair and reach for the sun
31 thoughts on “L’esprit se éveille – the spirit wakens”
spring measured in almond blossoms…oh i love this.. finally she’s showing her face over here as well… so much magic in the spring air indeed…
I yearn for spring now.
It is here but I would be grateful for a little less rain. 🙂
We still have too much snow!
No doubt the flowers are just around the corner.
And that is something what should be celebrated with a song. Thank you, Léa for the beautiful, vivid images painted by your words. 🙂
Thank you Katarina.
Lovely imagery, Léa. I especially like the climbing out of grey woolen despair…
That means a lot Cynthia. Yes, that grey wool can be heavy and cumbersome…
Oh this is simply gorgeous Lea! I just love “I climb out of grey woollen/ Despair and reach for the aun” – fabulous! xxx
Christine, the sunshine is long overdue and we have flowers to smell, bees to watch and coffee to drink! 😉 xxx
We certainly have! 😊 xx
No doubt Jack is ready as well! 🙂 xx
He is definitely more than ready!! xx
As am I! 🙂 xxx
I can hear the bees humming! 🙂 xxx
Yes! Me too! xx
Me too Christine that line is stunning.
So beautiful a tribute to spring–wonderful use of almond blossom and everything that evokes the sense of new beginnings 🙂
Thank you Polly! 🙂
Wonderful expressions of arrival of the spring! I feel my own sensations in your words! Beautiful. Thank you 😃
Thank you Lotta! What a kind thing to say. :))
Loving this one as you climb out of the grey I am sinking into the amber leaves here. Such a celebration in your words Lea.
Ah, but those leaves are so beautiful! I know you will make the most of them.
They are and one fell down in front of my path yesterday, softly floated there and I smiled.
Ah, there is nothing like a genuine smile. They are contagious you know. Spread it around!
Thank you Kath! We have had so much rain in the past week and it is raining a bit just now. It isn’t that I don’t appreciate it (California is in drought again) but I am ready to move on into the sun! You can believe that I do celebrate the sunshine!
grey woolen despair…….such perfect description……………I can both see it and feel it physically and emotionally…..amazing how much you can capture and express in so few words. Your poetry is the essence of poetry, a delight.
Thank you Eileen. It makes my day! 🙂
Not to mention the sun took its time but is out!