It’s getting closer.
Our nights are drawing in.
I feel the equilibrium.
As does the nature in my garden.
The leaves have started turning,
as your leaves are just budding.
You’ve noticed the days beginning to linger on –
Snowdrops in your garden, daffodils too?
My strawberries are still hanging on –
but the leaves are turning from green to red
We gather our harvest, you plant your crops.
We feel the chill of the south winds from Antarctica –
You feel the warm winds of spring.
Slowly turning. We both feel the pull.
Our days and nights of equal measure –
Until we swing the other way.
© Sarah Lee, 2012