Almost Alive

When arriving on the island almost a month ago, the land seemed dead, dry and cold.  Today paints a very different picture, but this morning I reflected back to the words I wrote about it those weeks ago.

Almost Alive

Hope in the dead stillness

Life in the cold rawness

Seeing what can be

what will be

and what is

In blazing splendor

hidden and waiting

almost here

but still a secret

Soon, very soon

and then it will be alive

Summer will come

But now just hushed anticipation 

Waiting

I love that we can live in a climate that allows us to experience the full range of emotion in the seasons.  This morning I woke up and it smelled like summer....almost :)