They might be flowers <br />of mercy <br />or small emblems of <br />the sun's <br /> <br />inevitable rise; <br />clusters of grey-green spears, <br />miraculously piercing last year's <br /> <br />fallen foliage <br />without disturbing <br />a thing. <br /> <br />Earth's first birth is <br />whiteness - one <br />simple dependence <br />from <br /> <br />this little <br />stalk - <br />where hope rises <br />with modesty, <br />surprise... springs!<br /><br />Jacqui Thewless<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/snowdrops-for-st-bridie-s-day/
