Seasonal Haibun

SEASONAL haibun When Spring comes again not the warmth..nor the rain not the yellow ..nor the green not the grass or verdant scene; not the winds or blossom bright not the showers or more daylight; but hearing creation's new birth shouted aloud in sky and earth. When Summer her beauty displays not short nights nor lengthy days not vacations or tourist sights not the festivals nor village fetes not the wildlife nor abour foliates but the garden all nature in flower,eye-catchingly dressed.When Autumn readies for harvest not her full silos nor baskets imprest not mellow vistas seen nor dressed trees, yellow-red not Indian Summer's embrace nor late coloured flower beds not Fall's living collage or wine newly pressed not for walks in the woods or nature's largesse but in thanksgiving ,daily blessed for all the Lord's bountifulness. creations new birth each season to us reveals God’s love in action you may hear me recite this haibun (and most of my PS anthology)on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro. Catch my short forms @strandpoet on twitter