An ode to April.
You release your pollen on the wind. Each particle is its own master as it settles to the ground in a dusty yellow haze. Some of your holy particles land in just the right place to fertilize a flower - the great unity of male and female to start something new.
All the buds of this year's growth swell and unfurl into the deepest shades of greens imaginable. Every moment of every second is filled with the possibility of germination. Which flowers will be pollinated and grow? What will be fertilized to make seed?
Male songs fill the air to woo females. Bees buzz. Crickets chirp. Tree frogs croak. The sound of life is filled with the urgency of mating. It is a busy time.
The morning rises with sweet Melodie’s of love. The days continue to lengthen calling all of life into the growing season. Winter is over. Spring has arrived. It’s time to nurture that which needs fertilizing.