Wednesday, April 4, 2012

solstice to solstice :: new

Earth is dry to the center,
But spring, a new comer,
A spring rich and strange,
Shall make the winds blow
Round and round,
Through and through,
Here and here,
Till the air
And the ground
Shall be filled with life anew.
~ from Nothing Will Die by Alfred Lord Tennyson


  1. Beautiful poem and photo!
    Have a great day.

  2. Very pretty shot of the leaves...and the poem was perfect! Happy Thursday!