Imagine it

Imagine it

Come with me let's open the door—
If we can imagine it—it
can be done.

Spring urgently rises, from the transition
winter sank deeply into the brown
brittle skeletons of fall’s
frozen harvest.

The land awakens as we embark on our
journey to conquer the dragon—
Fairy magic transforming
the kingdom—
Fragrance

filling the air with insatiable desire—Thirst
swelling as the naked earth
opens—quivering at
the touch of the
sun’s sublime
embrace.

No longer resisting the palpable expectancy
our hearts embrace the earth’s essence—
The glint of green announcing
nature’s rebirth, as we walk
among beds, preparing
to turn our vision
into a garden.

by Shelley Bain