Spring~*
(I love the changing of every season....)


I hear a distant, but shrill call in the warming sky. The geese are returning! The black dotted V comes into view, slicing in and out of clouds. They beat their wings rhythmically as if rowing a boat on the river of the sky.

I always wonder, at first, at this sound, so memorable; but so far in the distance of my thoughts, as fall to spring. Like some ancient melody it stirs me into recollections of forgotten times and warmer days.

The geese are coming, flying in the light of day or dark of night. They come bringing with them the warmth of the southlands, the smell of flowers, memory of green growing things, and hope, hope of spring and sunshine and lazy days in the hammock reading a good book and hearing the singing of the grasshoppers in the meadow.

Let them come! Bring back to us all what we have missed. Wake us all from this long winter's night of hibernation into the glorious sunbeams of this seasonal dawn. Let your honking cries pull us from the caves we have inhabited these many months, and let our hearts soar with yours above the clouds, flying as one toward blessed Spring....

How lovely for you to grace these pages with such writing...

Brilliant imagery... and I love the idea of being woken from "this long winter's night of hibernation into the glorious sunbeams of this seasonal dawn"

Great write Silke... I swear your English is better than mine! :)

Kashimaya's right, Silkchen Mausilein, this is really great!

I'm so proud of you, my dearest darling Doktor Doktor Silke.

I love the geese too, and spring above all. Here, as you know, we have parrots; they do not fly in a "V" but in a cluster of clownish chaos, nonetheless they do represent the return of the light (although the ravens hate them, representing as they do the everlasting dark, representing... me).

I send you

*Thousands and thousands of sweet, tender kisses!*

I love you, so much.

AMOR VINCIT OMNIA

~Thanks!