Coming Alive

The shadows are brisk from the giant trees that temper the sunlight. Throughout them the ground is coming alive. Some of the life grows beyond itself it seems, lapping up the dampness of the air and the earth. Other comes more timidly, hiding one under the other. It is easily overlooked. I missed it the first time through. Maybe that is just what happens when we are swirling from all of the clutter that fills us up. Or maybe it wasn't there.

Ah, but the time after... it leapt out at me, begging my focus to turn its way, inviting me to see life springing forth in ever new ways. It is difficult at times to take everything in and to see all that is coming alive around me. It looked fragile peeking out from under the life around it.

That's how it is with life springing forth in us. It grows up out of the cracks in us, behind other parts of life, sometimes going unnoticed. But when we do, oh how it grows and spreads.