a path of wonder
this path of life
at every turn
a light

that moment of acceptance
do not scorn it, it is a gift

here we are with the weeds
the flowers we planned came too
joining the dance of nature’s spring

cold it may be
but not too cold to stop that yearning for the light
each leaf, each blade of grass, each swelling bud
will brighten and freshen our world

quiet it may be
but irrepressible robin and the thoughtful blackbird
will sing to the dawn as brightness fills the everlasting sky