Saturday, 19 October 2013

dedicated to the spring rains

This poem dedicated to the spring rain so amazing to my garden, my life, in abundance and inspiration and mood changing grace. The word 'equinoctial' comes to mind here, a treasure word find of my studies, meaning pertinent to the balance of all things, meaning flowers that open and close at specific regular times, meaning in the veins and hearteries of the great mother gia earth of all things not least of which a helping hand to community conversation and togetherness everywhere...

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