How does it happen?
Out of nowhere
Out of the cold, hard ground
Out of woodchips
Out of winter
Out of sight
Out of mind
Out of death
Flowers happen.
Spring happens.
Love happens.
New life happens.
We didn’t have to do a darn thing.
Could there possibly be a spiritual connection?
Woodchips and daffies
Snowdrops.
Purply crocus.
Golden crosusi. Or crosuses.
Mother Goose Smiles 
Apr 04, 2013 @ 14:19:27
Most definitely! One of my favorite springtime poems:
“Oh, that’s the reason a bird can sing:
on the darkest day, he believes in spring.”
Apr 08, 2013 @ 09:55:48
Dianna, I love that! THANK you for sharing!
Apr 04, 2013 @ 14:19:49
Mother Nature is simply amazing! so is your poem
Apr 08, 2013 @ 10:11:22
Thank you, dear Willow. Thanks for hanging out…
Apr 08, 2013 @ 10:28:24
my pleasure ! 😉
Apr 04, 2013 @ 15:14:27
Love the photos and your poem! Have a wonderful day.
Jennifer
Apr 08, 2013 @ 10:12:00
Jennifer, thanks for stopping by! We have an open door policy, come back anytime!
Apr 04, 2013 @ 15:14:31
Another great poem. Thanks for sharing!
Apr 08, 2013 @ 10:12:26
Patty, thanks so much for supporting a goose…
Apr 04, 2013 @ 15:34:05
Kinda makes you wonder, doesn’t it? God in his mysteries…
Apr 08, 2013 @ 10:13:15
New life out of nothing is just one of His mysteries… In the sweet by and by, we’ll have so many answers.
Apr 04, 2013 @ 20:51:59
This is so true.. beauty emerges almost always unexpectedly. And when it does, it makes experiencing it so much more joyous!
Apr 08, 2013 @ 10:13:48
Exactly! Thank you, fearless friend!
Apr 06, 2013 @ 07:27:12
Take our cues from nature (God).
Before there were books, humans learned by observing nature.
Apr 08, 2013 @ 10:14:27
Stuff happens. And when it does, JUMP for JOY!
Apr 07, 2013 @ 09:28:33
and like Hyacinths grow from a pot
he will love me……Frank OHara
🙂 viva primavera
Apr 08, 2013 @ 10:15:09
BEAUTIFULLY expressed, Abby! Thanks for coming to my place of gooseness.