“The poetry of the earth is never dead.” – John Keats
Amid much conflict in the world, austerity, unemployment and strife, the seamless story of Mother Earth moves across the landscape.
In these days of early Spring in the west of Ireland, her joyfulness plays out in the changing earth beneath our feet, as sap pushes up stems and trunks, thickening buds as it moves the life force skywards.
Earlier mornings, filled with birdsong.
Hens back laying eggs.
Sunshine and showers.
There is a deep sense of an Ode to Joy!
The world of man is in chaos…and always has been in one form or another.
Yet, here in Nature, Great Mother Nature, time continues in an almost unaltered way.
I say “almost,” because, of course, Mother earth has been greatly harmed by Mankind.
Today, I do not want to write about that, but instead invoke a little of the joy that is manifesting around us all.
The earth, here in the northern hemisphere, is inviting us all to a long party.
The doors have opened, the dance has begun!
The brown mantle of winter is now cast aside and the greening has begun.
Already there are lambs in the fields and Catkins emerging on Willow.
There are no tickets to be bought for this party…all is free!
You are even allowed to take things away from the party and bring them home…flowers, Catkins, sunshine, food and even music.
Open your doors and windows to the music…it is magical music indeed!
Mother Earth holds no fear…she sings despite the wars.
Mother Earth is not impoverished…she keeps giving despite austerity.
Mother Earth cares not for politicians or governments…she will not be governed or subdued.
Mother Earth knows no religion, for she is the great Creatrix.
Bring nothing but joy!
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