Width of Spring

“And for all this, nature is never spent; / There lives the dearest freshness deep down things.”― Gerard Manley Hopkins, Poems and Prose

“ELECTED Silence, sing to me
And beat upon my whorlèd ear,
Pipe me to pastures still and be
The music that I care to hear.”
― Gerard Manley Hopkins, Poems and Prose

May you feel the width of spring unfolding slowly
The lift of dappled skies ablaze
The gravity of grounding in this day
The depth of silence
To witness and partake in the symphony of peace.

“Nothing is so beautiful as Spring-
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;
The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.
(From “Spring”)”― Gerard Manley Hopkins, Poems and Prose