The end of April. Spring returns with all its' greenery and coolness.winter (a strange one it was)has ended.New life has begun. Its' mystery lies ahead. I was able to write a poen today well actualy 3  in one again. Haiku is not easy.

Julie's Tree
(In one or three)

Life shows us beauty

Heart and soul growing through all

Never ends seeking

…

Through years a tree grows

Strength of root holding beauty

Giving life to all

...

Morning lights new day

Barren tree stands with a grace

Shadow still seeks life

ccd

April 2012

Easter Sunday. This is a day for introspection. I get up at my regular time. At sunrise I am out at Lake Tamarack. My only companionns are the creatures of nature.

Crows call to one another among the trees. A lone turkey lends its voice at odd intervals. Two geese coast above the  mist across the darkness on the other side of the lake. I know this not from sight but from their flat voice gliding with the mist. Blood once stained  a cross again shows itsself in the sunrise. I wonder if it was this cold that many centuries ago. and what the sunrise looked like then.