Today, as I walked back from my shopping trip. I noticed that trees were showing buds and, on my way to the library, the tulips are almost ready to blossom. We are on the threshold, at least in Spokane, of spring. It is snowy and cold in Edmonton. Winter is a guardian time when Nature revives itself through a dormant period. Spring is the threshold to Nature revealing itself through colour that emerges in Summer and departs in Autumn. Humans learn the importance of pacing themselves through Nature’s patterns.
Grassland sentinel through harvests past
slumbering guardian of Fall
echoing autumnal toil
timbers of the heartland
prairie legacy
ghost in the veldt
summer sun
silenced
soil
- Stalled Eternity
Teacher as Transformer 