Spring (Equinox)

A soft and storm filled waking. The deep and dreamy shades of winter…stirring…in the direction of the glowing of the sun.

(Breathe in, 1-2-3)

The moon’s face is new, but we mirror the quartern.

Waxing keenly toward the light.

(Hold, 1-2)

Balanced and steadfast and full of grace.

A timeless promise between the earth and sky.

A love song of beginnings, of the things to come.

(Breathe out, 1-2-3)

© Elizabeth McLaughlin

Mixed Media

March 2023