Reprieve

melting snow strikes the old fire-bell
the dreaming crocus sighs

-A.B.

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Here’s a little coda to my most recent post, in case you need a bit more Spring in your step.

I aim to please – no doubt about it.

Recall that I had been looking out my window of late, hoping to spot a splash of yellow color in my front yard – a seasonal sea change long overdue.

But thus far I’d come up empty.

Then yesterday I was standing in the kitchen having lunch with Jonathan, and fending off the aerial attacks of our cheese-obsessed parrot, when I happened to glance through the glass once more – but from a slightly different vantage point than I find from my kitchen chair.

And that’s when I saw it.

Splash.  Yellow.  Lawn.

Good Lord.

I wasn’t sure quite what it was, since it was fairly far away.  A discarded wrapper?  Banana peel?  Or heaven on earth?

The word heaven is also bright yellow, just by coincidence.

So down I sped with my trusty iPhone, not even bothering to put on a jacket or change out of my slippers.

All highly unwise for the delicate Snow Queen, as I mentioned before.

But carpe diem, as they say (which I believe means “seize the fish,” as they are quite slippery and get away easily).  I couldn’t miss out on a moment like this.

And seconds before my beautiful wickedness came into serious jeopardy, this is what I captured:

Hallelujah, am I right?

Oh and yes, that’s yet another sunny word.

Salvation is just around the corner, and a touch of it was there already – even as I was busy bemoaning its absence.  Isn’t that ironic?  This is more of my psychic complaining, I suppose.

Sometimes all we really need is the tiniest shift in perspective in order to see what was out of our view.

Same window, altered angle, and a brighter scene emerges, gold and glorious.

Just a seed in the hand for those who need it – to be planted in the spring, or in any darker season.

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