Because it is spring
the world unfolds itself to our wonder:
the thawing, melting, juicy dripping
that is the earth softening,
that is our bodies softening,
opening like the green buds of new leaves.
Muscles that have been tightly clenched
begin to lengthen and unfurl
placing eager trust in the warming air
and our winter-pale faces turn like flowers
toward the sun’s comforting heat.
As the earth bestirs its waking self
so does our blood and breath quicken,
our movements informed by the season
becoming supple as air as we lighten,
shedding the heavy vestments of hibernation,
dancing the gladness of spring.
~ Janice Falls
Including one of my own poems is a departure for me but after my dear friend Anne read this at her yoga class this week and again last night at the spring equinox dance she curates, I received a few requests to share this further.
I was surprised to find that I wrote this six years ago, inspired by Anne’s dances that mark the seasonal turnings of the year. I don’t have much more to say than what is contained in the poem itself except that I know I felt this change of season in my body then as I do each year. Perhaps you too are dancing the gladness of spring.
My gratitude to Anne for her inspiration and sharing of these words and to my friends who encourage me always.