An Early Spring Morning

I see small green leaves bursting from maple branches
And delicate lacy fronds in shady places
I see sleepy dogs just waking
And gulls calling over the lake
A small tree droops with the weight
Of its may pink flowers
Sometimes I feel that way

Ah, but to let in the sights and sounds!
I am earlier than most this morning
I am hoping the breeze will help lift my weighted mind
Point my eyes ahead or up into the sunshine
For there is no shame in living
In whatever I am doing
Regardless of real or imagined murmurings

I must simply be one with my early spring morning
The robins, the rabbits, and me
For we are all foraging for something better
Something meaty and satisfying
To take home with us
On this beautiful early spring morning
Of promise

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I am a primary care physician in Madison, Wisconsin, as well as a writer, and singer/songwriter. I enjoy the art of medicine, walking in nature, singing, writing, and playing with my beautiful, artistic twin daughters. My poem is about the incredible, yet subtle, gifts that nature offers us, especially on early mornings when we may feel most vulnerable. Nature's beauty gives us hope, joy, and personal strength to realize that there is no room for shame in this amazing world, for any reason. Nature also reminds us that we are not alone, giving us an optimistic sense of belonging.