My inner poet emerges again…
The transient nature of spring wakes us to notice.
Snow bells, crocus, and daffodils all have their limited ‘show’.
A reminder that all living things are temporary in nature.
Some ‘shows’ last longer, feel more relevant.
Then when they part or change,
We wake again, longing for an encore.
What now is not fully grasped or seems never ending to you?
How could it be different in light of the fleeting nature of life?
So grateful I’ve known you Puja!
Staying connected with you in spirit.
I am blessed for knowing you.