When you see the green

When you see the green, run, why don't you!
Run fast towards the centre of your life,
where the freshness is spreading out,
whispering of newness and daring, of summer days
yours for the taking.

Do you ever wonder what it might be like
to trust this?

Do you ever think what your days might be like
populated with peace and love and laughter?
Our birth right.

Sparks of light dancing through the mess of it all.
Bunches of daffodils, out of season.

Would you ever, could you ever
wonder what gift might come,
if you just
gave
up
the fight?

Offering the fruits

Hold me in my grieving, Lord God Most High
as I let go of all that is not you.

The branch is ripe, if truth be told!
When the harvesters arrive they will laugh and sing
as they unencumber my loving.

Let me be wise enough to open wide the gate
of my giving,
stand ready ...
as I offer now the fruits of my life.

I only know

I only know it's you,
at the heart,
in the depth,
through the frozen,
peeking through,
budding forth
irresistibly.

The greening.

and do you know,
no, really know?

that beyond the sticky door of past betrayals
is the most amazing stretch of blue and green.
Moist underfoot, crisp air, sun shining straight
into the innermost, trapped down, broken heartedness of you.
Inviting you to feel, yes feel this new time.
Take a step, wriggle your toes, run.