Spring arrives quietly.
In coughs and fits
false starts each but
with a warmth and wealth
in gold there now.

Morning frost soon
gives way to welcome dew
…dripping into life.

In these realms of splendour
I become.

Growing out of silence
as the spirit moves me
through liquid light of healing.

Transparent bridges cross
rivers of shadows and mist
after the storms have passed.

April offers a certain euphoria
to be found as a host of
nature’s waking sounds sweep
over my soul
leading me onto the threshold
of life’s newest hopes and dreams.


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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

17 thoughts on “Threshold”

  1. Awesome.
    “Morning frost soon
    gives way to welcome dew”
    there were more phrases and words I loved, but this is my favorite.
    Thank you.
    Siggi in Downeast Maine

  2. Love to go to the West Coast in the spring as they are a month ahead of us here in AB … Will go and see the Pink City soon …

  3. it has def been a warm april in our neck of the woods….today has that nice cool breeeze….our wet came in teh middle of the night with a storm but its blown on today….april is just that bren…

  4. Yeah- the coughs and fits are alive and well in my house.

    I really like the meditative quality of this.

  5. So beautiful. Though we had snow yesterday and rain today, I have to believe those frogs were assuring me spring WILL come. (They fell into stunned silence with the snowfall:))

  6. And no more snow which is a good thing. Spring certainly does bring forth new life and hope loosening winters neck rope.

  7. Lot of water elements, that one senses the melting away of the cold and the hope and positive feelings as the days get warmer. 🙂

  8. I agree with you – April does offer a kind of euphoria. It is the month to dream..and things will keep getting better weatherwise and greener. We know so much beauty is just around the corner, and this makes our SOUL feel good! Your poem captured why I too like April.

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