for being 'the shining ones'.
My quiet companions, who rise,
while the soil is warm and the sky is light.
They are silent. They are bright.
They are a community of flower souls
to shine their saffron lights.
They illuminate all gentle ones,
who wait
until the call is heard, to go deeper.
We are here,
to share and care for others.
Possibilities are seen
when a tiny white bud comes through the dry soil.
I am deeply heartened every year,
and delightfully
I cheer to welcome the crocus,
as they present into a new community,
inspiring me to see,
that even after a fiery summer,
the brave will show the way,
and sing the call of beauty
with grace and hope today.
This is a re-post from Match 18, 2020.
So far, there are 14 crocus stems this year.
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