With March pleasant in the air
My gardener’s fingers
Find soil smudge
In their ready tips.
And the light footed heart
Of daffodil magic
And sunshine breath
Skips like lambs
To the work of seeds
Pregnant in their trays.
And I think:
On days like these
It’s not only the lungs that breathe
But the skin
And the brain
And the body,
And I feel that with the mellow rays
Of springtime in the bird’s announcing,
Man really could be
True husband to the world
Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2016
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Thank you! It is very beautiful and makes my heart sing of joy! ☺
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Or is it sing with joy? ☺
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Both, I think. Thank you. I just love March
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This is really special. I love the idea of the skin, brain and body breathing.
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Thanks Pam.
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