Timeless Grace.
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Upon the Springtime walk today
As striding forth we, son and I
Sought the hidden glade,
The glade of promise, so 'tis said,
A verdant by-way known to few.
We feasted eyes on early bluebell green
Which shyly thrusting thru the mellow floor
Of woodland bed, peeped out in disbelief
And blinked at winter's sudden leave.
Buzzards skewed to show the way,
With tantalising glimpse of beak and claw.
Around a bend, with rhodedendron screen
Secreting still more the patch of light
That half-revealed the prize.
We, with breath a-bate, crept to catch
The whitening wonder laid before our eyes.
Ten thousand nodding heads a-bloom
As one, in sudden gladey dell.
Snowdrops aglow with life anew, yet hidden so
That only hearts that care could
Ever find this glorious Springtime show.
Bending, we absorbed in face to face
Afront their heady scent and power
Then afterwards, as leaping stream
In homeward walk we, son and |I
Gave silent thanks for small pure things.
Spirits henceforth enhanced by sight of timeless grace.
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