Wild Woods of Spring

wisteriawildCRSurrender to the savage song of the wild
Abandon the adult and become the child
From nature’s lustrous garden no more exiled
By her every flora I am beguiled.

It’s time to leave behind all grown-up complaint
With childlike liberties once more to acquaint
Each part of my soul awash in nature’s paint
Stripping the structures, releasing all restraint.

Winter’s somnolent repose has come and gone
Splendid Spring sits freshly coifed upon her throne
New adventures and creations now to spawn
Wild woods await exploration of worlds unknown.

© 2016 L. Diana Henderson

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