The first signs of spring are gathering along the hedgerows
Clusters of engaging snowdrops eye those passing by
Tantalisingly they call in the spring
Reminding us of the endings of winter
The biting cold and endless darkness is waning
And yet this is the darkest hour before
The dawns of change
These are tough times for many
The challenges and triggers are coming thick and fast
Like deadly hunters arrows seeking their prey
It's hard not to take it personally
Our egos tussle and wrestle their foe
The snowdrop stands so tiny and humble
Reminding us that great strength can come in the smallest
most hidden away forsaken places
Less we judge and more we flow with the ever turning wheel of life
Nothing stays the same
Nothing
All will pass
All will change
Hearts remain open
In the words of the Tao Te Ching
Carrying body and soul and embracing the one,
Can you avoid separation?
Attending fully and becoming supple,
Can you be as a newborn babe?
Washing and cleansing the primal vision,
Can you be without stain?
Loving all men and ruling the country,
Can you be without cleverness?
Opening and closing the gates of heaven,
Can you play the role of woman?
Understanding and being open to all things,
Are you able to do nothing?
Giving birth and nourishing,
Bearing but not possessing,
Working yet not taking credit,
Leading yet not dominating,
This is the Primal Virtue.
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