L’esprit se éveille – the spirit wakens

“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

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L’esprit se éveille – the spirit wakens

The distance between

Today – l’printemps

Now can be measured

In heartbeats

Almond blossoms

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

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Bisous,

Léa

Author: Léa

A wanderer who has found home and herself in the South of France.

31 thoughts on “L’esprit se éveille – the spirit wakens”

  1. 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…

  2. And that is something what should be celebrated with a song. Thank you, Léa for the beautiful, vivid images painted by your words. 🙂

    1. Christine, the sunshine is long overdue and we have flowers to smell, bees to watch and coffee to drink! 😉 xxx

  3. So beautiful a tribute to spring–wonderful use of almond blossom and everything that evokes the sense of new beginnings 🙂

      1. Ah, there is nothing like a genuine smile. They are contagious you know. Spread it around!

  4. 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!

  5. 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.

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