Wand’ring an Open Season
by Edy Blamires, age 15
Wand’ring this shelter I’ve trodden before,
I am laughing at all that is risen from gloom
And delighting in colours that are brought to new youth
In the breath of a season awakening from winter slumbers.
I am teasing the creatures so scuttling ’cross grasses,
And glorying in the warmth of the sun’s gentle caresses.
Beauty unfolding, vast, before mine glancing eye,
As new life gently springs from Thine bosom, eternal.
Here I am, standing, in such complacency.
I am breathless, in awe of Thine miraculous power,
And pond’ring if I dare step any further,
For desecrate I will not, such a dear, sacred space.
I am filled, brimming over, with a joy I cannot yet describe,
As those that were dying are dying no longer.
Spring’s ushering in a promise so sure
As now, the flow’rs bloom effulgent, forevermore.
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