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OUT OF SEASON EXUBERANCE

Two tiny shy wood-violet blooms
Burst forth like bright, gladdening giggles,
Peeping amidst the tangle of hail-strewn clover
In a neighbor's straggly winter lawn.

It's late January so the lavender streaks of joy
Offer a rare, "out of season" mark of hope:
Yes, spring is surely, someday, on the way.

May the "out of season" places in my gloomy thoughts
Receive this message of God's exuberance;
May I remember how he delights in opportunity.
Life shall burst richly out of cluttered gray mood,
As he sends his well-spring into my weary day.
(c) 1981 by Marilee Miller