Transitions

The seeds planted in my garden are sprouting
Reaching up through the soil
To touch the sky and feel the sun
Ready to smile in the breeze
and taste the raindrops from heaven

The caterpillars resting on leaves are ready to begin
...To change and fly Free!

In my life's garden it is always Spring
Blooming and Fragrant
My spirit lives in the Butterflies in flight,
the joyful dance of petals,
the music of life.

Death and change must not frighten me
But transition me to a better place.