Be here now

Be here now, a photo by rosy outlook photography on Flickr.

I'm longing for Spring
with its garish
blasts of color
and sweet scents
that make me feel giddy
as if I'm ten again.

But instead I'm here
with the trees
whipping in the wind
as the last small
remnants of ice
float down the river.

I just continue on
the path and
remind myself that
the orange tiger lilies
will soon be grazing
our arms again.

Be here now
is the whisper
inside my head
that calms me
and lets me shake
off the winter and
renew the spring
in my soul.