searching for flowers of hope
within the snow and ice of a cold,
indifferent and hostile world;
growing impatient for life's endless
winter to pass, since spring's warmth
may not be enough to compel these
expectant blossoms to rise and flower.
like so many others mindlessly
trampled, leaving the world barren;
desolate of those whose faith, beauty,
passion, strength and resolve would
usually still be able to rise, had they not
had that spirit carelessly plucked from them.
by Morgan W. Brown
White River Junction, Vermont
March 1999
We are a work in progress
spring
thaw
flowers
blossom
rain
renewal
nature
reborn
life
hope
meaning
purpose
arisen
by Morgan W. Brown
Montpelier, Vermont
April or May, 1999
let people find a place
where they can plant
fertile seeds-that contain
their own hopes and dreams,
from which they may then
draw harvests of plenty to
share with others and,
which they will call home,
for it is a garden where
lives thrive and are grown.
by Morgan W. Brown
Montpelier, Vermont
May 1999
hope still abides, deep within;
waiting only to blossom,
once the warmth of Spring
beckons it forth again,
so it may grow and become
fruitful; after hibernating
during yet another of life's
long, bitterly cold, winter seasons.
by Morgan W. Brown
March 9, 2004
Montpelier, Vermont
