What glory today.....
...cold nose peeping over my scarf..
..earth sodden with days of rain..
.the layers of dead and decaying leaves make for a slithering walk among the trees...
..we disturb two red deer...leaping silently through the brambles and over the fence..
....The Lodger strains at the lead....the hinds scent evokes a song and dance in him...
..a buzzard hidden in the tree suddenly takes off above us...wide wings gliding effortlessly across the waterlogged fields...
..late winter sun weakly shines through....bringing a lifting of my spirits..
....tiny wings flapping in my heart....
..could spring be here?......

Snowdrops
Do you know what I was, How I lived? You know
what despair is; then
winter should have meaning for you,
I did not expect to survive,
earth suppressing me. I didn't expect
to waken again, to feel
in damp earth my body
able to respond again, remembering
after so long how to open again
in the cold light
of earliest spring-
afraid, yes, but among you again
crying yes risk joy
in the raw wind of the new world.
Louise Gluck.