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Three weeks past the solstice,
winter delayed finally falls.
Snow again gathers on the dried stalks and
again I wonder at this second flowering
and at the cycle that repeats itself.
Soon swallow-tail butterflies, bumblebees,
and goldfinches will again perch and feast
on a new round of blossom and seed.
This has gone on now, for years really,
ever since my wife planted the first seeds.
"They are perennials," she says,
as though that explains it.
Perhaps it does. Perhaps lasting change
is as simple as planting seeds.

Photo of snow caps on dried cone-flower stalks.
Photo and prayer 2016 by Danny N. Schweers

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Comments from readers

Peter wrote:
I find this moving. Thanks Danny.

Bill wrote:
Lovely photo and nice sentiment. Thanks.

Donna wrote:
Beautiful sentiment, Danny and of course such an evocative photo. It gives us all a little bit of hope.

Katherine wrote:
I love that last line.

Ellyn wrote:
I really love both the photo and your writing. It is as simple as planting seeds, isn’t it?

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