The Turning Point
Light is staying longer, white gives way to green,
and calls upon the wonder
where the bloom and seed are joined
It's just a step from who we are
to who we wish to seem
Open your eyes now, we're at the turning point.
All winter I have been saving egg cartons. Despite the fact that my garden is still covered in snow, I am determined to take them off the top of the refrigerator today and fill them with soil and seeds I saved from last years flowers. The wheel is turning. Seeds to blooms to seeds.
Isn't our work the same way? Every new bloom comes from last years seed.