Spring is coming,
The sight of stems pulsing out of the ground,
Is a reminder to all that there is change in the earth beneath us,
and that there is change in the sky above us,
The sun begins to soar earlier in the day,,
It awakens the deadened minds of people in hibernation,
It is time for us to come out,
Breathe fresh air again, water the plants once more,
Spring is coming,
The bells have started to ring,
Vibrations slightly quieter this time,
Making changes to leave us slightly fresher,
The green is starting to approach,
So we dig deep into the ground, into our innerselves,
Find a place where we can sit with the soul within us,
A place where it is only me, myself and I,
and give ourselves affection,
Give ourselves the time to sleep, to wake, to pray,
My grandmaś laugh echoes into my dreams,
A reminder that in times of need she is close,
That her spirit remains not in a fantasy,
but in my reality,
and that I need time to pray