Awakening On a May Day
When I awake, to face the world anew,
I lie musing, wondering what next I’ll do?
Shall I resume work I began yesterday,
or plan to undertake a new chore today?
What urgency is there for me to toil?
Perhaps to dig, rake and prepare the soil
of my garden beds? Should this be my intent?
As the daylight fades and the day is spent,
will I regret not taking extra time of ease,
or not carefully consider what best will please
my purpose, and lend credence to my life?
Letting my gaze shift to my still sleeping wife,
I’ll wonder what her day might have in store?
Will she follow a routine, pursued times before,
or has she planned some excitement we’ll share?
Relaxing further before rising, I’ll take care
to plan carefully, hoping to avoid any uncertainty
that might blight my day. This is an essential surety
that ensures my day is good no matter what I undertake,
and will prove productive. Well worth the time I take
to think through my avowed intentions. Spring’s arrival,
awaited with great anticipation, is a sign of survival:
triggering the start of another seasonal awakening.
This time of wonderment - a cyclical undertaking
truly marks the birth of a promised stellar year!
When the first bursting buds and blooms appear,
and new growth emerges from what seemed dead,
we see Nature’s investment in the months ahead,
and in the world reborn, the future is seen secure.
A time most witness as her glorious Overture!
Yes, May is the showing, of Nature`s perspicacity
in surviving the cold winter, with stubborn tenacity!
Rhymer. May 13th, 2016.
Copyright © Denis Barter | Year Posted 2016
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