The Myriad Faces of Spring – A Feast for The Senses

Hmmm, does any other season have as many distinct faces as the first, full blush of spring?

Let’s start with the unmistakable scent of fresh cut grass wafting in on the tender breeze.

Next in line, the rolling rattle of a brown-capped Chipping Sparrow with its tiny head pointed skyward in unrestrained exuberance.

Everywhere you look, the yellow-teethed clusters of Dandelions sprouting with abandon in any available patch of grass.

Always unexpected, the first blue dragonflies of the season hitch-hiking their way across a pond edge.

Man-made but qualifying none-the-less: the rufous-red of cedar mulch blanketing the gardens in their spring infancy.

And the most promising of all, harlequin green spring buds urgently unfurling on bushes late awakening in the first warm breath of May.

Each in their own right, random acts of metaphor for the rebirth intrinsic in glorious spring. And together, a metaphor chorus that stirs us to life and resurrects our faith in what lies yet ahead no matter how many springs we may already have welcomed.

~ Michael Robert Dyet is the author of “Until the Deep Water Stills – An Internet-enhanced Novel” – double winner in the Reader Views Literary Awards 2009. Visit Michael’s website at www.mdyetmetaphor.com or the novel online companion at www.mdyetmetaphor.com/blog .

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