Spring

I hunger to be born again.

to take my hurts and failures

and mulch them into new beginnings,

to turn them into fertile fields

of understanding and compassion.

To experience again the greening out

of the frozen landscapes in my life

and gain a rich new Spring perspective

that builds on leaves and logs of yesteryear

to bring forth the ripe good fruit of love.

About Eileen

Mother of five, grandmother of nine, great-grandmother of five. 1955 -1959 Rice University in Houston, TX. Taught primary grades; Was Associate Post Director of Religious Education at Ft. Campbell, KY; Consultant on the Myers/Briggs Type Indicator, Was married for 60 years to an Architect in Middle Tennessee.

Posted on April 7, 2021, in Uncategorized and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Myra Berghane

    Beautiful poem for the pandemic – so inspiring. I can really relate to it.

    Like

  2. Powerful and moving Eileen.

    Like

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