Your browser does not support script



Pennsylvania

Hot Sections...

  Loc. News 0
  Events 773
  Poetry 485

Personals...

  Adults 365
  Military 8
  Teens 8
  New Posts 4

Groups/Orgs...

  Adult 88
  Family 33
  Teen 7
  College 2
  Military 0
  Recovery 0

  Clergy 42

  Shops 34

  Services 85

  Notices 35

Local Web...

  EGroups 8
  Resources 1
  Activists 1

Total Area Resources
1,979

Sponsors 44








 Page: Profile: Poetry   Total Views: 11,170,380  



Poem Specs

VxPoem ID: 32299

Category:
pagan_spirituality

Posted: March 7th. 2008 5:45:00 AM

Views: 1136

Spring

by Crick

[WVox Sponsor]

Age Group: Adult



While walking amidst the comfortable embrace of an old forest, I
suddenly heard the boisterous cries of a flock of geese winging by up
above. They were heading North in an ancient ritual heralding the
coming of spring. As I watched them I thought about how many
lifetimes and how many folks have witnessed such a special procession
of our aerial friends. Oh what a sacred omen indeed, which dates back
to the beginning of time itself. I quietly wonder if the sacred
breath of Danu herself was the first wind beneath their wings.
I watched as a sleepy eyed groundhog peered out from his burrow. He
is ready to engage the coming season with a hearty glee, engaged in
fond memories of green grass and wildflowers from the year before. He
is a roly-poly bundle of joy which brings a smile to the face of an
old witch.
As I look about at my towering friends, I took notice of their barren
limbs silhouetted against the clear sky like so many gnarled fingers
of gray. I think of my dear grandmother and the many elders who have
influenced my life over the years. It brings to mind the thought that
each of us has had a procession of elders extending back into the
mists of time. Each one, adding to the mixture, that forms the basis
of who we are today as a people.
A connection which is so strong, that we continuously look to the
past as a guide to the future.
And then I wonder how will future generations view our personal
contribution to the on going chain of life? Will our memory bring
forth a smile or the grimace of disappointment?
As I reach out and lay my hand on the rough bark of a grand old oak
tree, I can sense the dryad within. Patiently awaiting for the sap to
rise and for the bright green leaves and buds to sprout forth once
more, thus heralding the arrival of spring.
I can sense the presence of the insects huddled beneath the bark.
Having been dormant throughout the winter, they are ready to once
again surge forth in a bustling display of activity.
As I walked past a cold clear stream, visions of dragonflies engaged
in a delicate ballet floods my mind. I can almost hear the sounds of
dark green crooners singing the bullfrog blues. Such thoughts bring
to mind the primeval influence of music and how such a power affects
all aspects of our lives regardless of which path we walk down. And I
wonder what began such a melodious embrace of life, was it the birds,
or the frogs or perhaps a source no longer evident to us?
And then I realize that all of life is a song, with each of us adding
to the nebulous chorus. At times we send out notes of joy and
happiness, at others, notes of sadness and despair. Each note adding
to the chorus of the symphony of life.
As I neared a quiet, isolated pond in the woods, I could sense the
denizens buried deep within the murky bottom awaiting the internal
call to once again stir the surface of the silent pond. Rugged
looking snapping turtles with shells covered with green moss and
painted turtles exhibiting an array of color. I looked about at the
desolate logs projecting forth from the watery depths. Each log is
worn smooth from years of use, patiently waiting the day when they
will once again serve as a favorite sunning spot. It is then that I
realize how all things in life serve a purpose though we may not
always see it as such. For not every purpose is apparent, but none
the less has its place in the grand scheme of things.
And though I honor both the dark half and the light half of the year,
I look forward to the continuation of the journey.
As I head back up the trail, dried leaves and blades of grass from
years past cushion my steps. And I begin to ponder about how many
others before me have walked this very same trail? Were their
thoughts along the same lines or were they caught up in more
immediate concerns? Were they aware of the subtle feelings of spring
or did the magic of such a moment pass them by? Our awareness of such
moments is tempered by our desire to see and feel.
Here and there were bushy tailed grey squirrels digging up the
remnants of their winter fare, secure in the knowledge that a fresh
crop was soon to takes its place.
As I watched them scurrying about, a rustling in the dried brown
leaves caught my attention. And there in all its glory was a red
breasted robin, a true harbinger of spring.
As I began to leave the serenity and comfort of the woods that I so
dearly love, I stopped and savored the moment and gradually became
aware of the thin rounded blades of spring onions pushing up through
the dark soil.
And so with a deep sigh I find myself caught up in the anticipation
of the arrival of spring.
Can you feel it in the air?




Author's Notes: Crick serves as the HP of Whispering Woods coven.


Author's Location: Manheim, Pennsylvania
More Poems: Crick has posted 27 additional poems- View them?
Author's Profile: To learn more about Crick - Click HERE
Contact Me Via Email...

Email Invites Note: Yes! I have opted to receive invites to Pagan events, groups, and commercial sales

To send a private email message to Crick...

Disclaimer: The Witches' Voice inc does not verify the accuracy of the details stated in this listing, nor do we vouch for the value of the goods or services presented here... As with all contacts and financial dealings in cyberspace, we encourage you to use caution and wisdom in your dealings with strangers.

Political Statements: Any and all personal political opinions expressed in the public listing sections (including, but not restricted to, personals, events, groups, shops, Wren's Nest, etc.) are solely those of the author(s) and do not reflect the opinion of The Witches' Voice, Inc. TWV is a non-profit, non-partisan educational organization.


State/Country flags created by 3dflags.com and are used with permission

Pagan Essays
1996-2014





Pagan Web
8,000 Links





Pagan Groups
Local Covens etc.





Pagan/Witch
80,000 Profiles














Home - TWV Logos - Email US - Privacy
News and Information

Chapters: Pagan/Heathen Basics - Pagan BOOKS - Traditions, Paths & Religions - Popular Pagan Holidays - TV & Movies - Cats of the Craft - Festival Reviews - Festival Tips - White Pages (Resources) - Issues/Concerns - West Memphis 3 - Witch Hunts - Pagan Protection Tips - Healing Planet Earth

Your Voices: Adult Essays - Young Pagan Essays - Pagan Perspectives (On Hold) - WitchWars: Fire in the Craft - Gay Pagan - Pagan Parenting - Military - Pagan Passages

Pagan Music: Pagan Musicians - Bardic Circle at WitchVox - Free Music from TWV

Vox Central: About TWV - Wren: Words, Wrants and Wramblings - Guest Rants - Past Surveys - A Quest for Unity

Weekly Updates: Click HERE for an index of our weekly updates for the past 6 years

W.O.T.W. - World-Wide Networking

Your Town: A Link to YOUR Area Page (The largest listing of Witches, Pagans, Heathens and Wiccans on the Planet)

VoxLinks: The Pagan Web: 8,000 Listings

Your Witchvox Account: Log in Now - Create New Account - Request New Password - Log in Problems

Personal Listings: Pagan Clergy in Your Town - Adult Pagans - Young Pagans - Military Pagans

Events: Circles, Gatherings, Workshops & Festivals

Covens/Groups/Orgs: Local Groups Main Page

Other LOCAL Resources: Local Shops - Regional Sites - Local Notices - Global/National Notices - Local Skills & Services - Local Egroups - Political Freedom Fighters

Pagan Shopping: Online Shops Index - Original Crafters Sites - Auction Sites - Pagan Wholesalers - Pagan Local Shops



Web Site Content (including: text - graphics - html - look & feel)
Copyright 1997-2014 The Witches' Voice Inc. All rights reserved
Note: Authors & Artists retain the copyright for their work(s) on this website.
Unauthorized reproduction without prior permission is a violation of copyright laws.

Website structure, evolution and php coding by Fritz Jung on a Macintosh G5.

Any and all personal political opinions expressed in the public listing sections (including, but not restricted to, personals, events, groups, shops, Wren’s Nest, etc.) are solely those of the author(s) and do not reflect the opinion of The Witches’ Voice, Inc. TWV is a nonprofit, nonpartisan educational organization.

Sponsorship: Visit the Witches' Voice Sponsor Page for info on how you
can help support this Community Resource. Donations ARE Tax Deductible.
The Witches' Voice carries a 501(c)(3) certificate and a Federal Tax ID.

Mail Us: The Witches' Voice Inc., P.O. Box 341018, Tampa, Florida 33694-1018 U.S.A.
Log in...

Your Email:


Password:


Stay In?

Create Account

GET Password

GET Help

Poem Search







VoxLinks:

The Pagan Web

Listings:

2,415