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 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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