Shedding winter’s skin
seems an improbability these days
yet a gladiator of spring
brings forth promise and joy
it’s hardened green tipped leaves
break through to winter’s ground
a delicate white sheath
unfurled to face the harshness
of the frozen ground below
a mighty warrior
spring’s rebirth pushes forth
against the fortitude of winter
a contrast of sorts
spring’s heralding blossom
gently bends the fickle wind
of winter’s last hurrah
a tiny being amongst immensity
I’ve caressed the delicacy of its bloom
and honored the strength within its grasp
embracing an eternal spring
the inextricable human condition
holds within it
the courage of a snowdrop.
karen draper ~ writer 
Beautifully penned – I liked the gladiator reference.
Thanks! We’re all gladiators at some point in our lives- aren’t we?
we try to be 🙂
Ode to a snowdrop! I love this poem! It has the words ‘caressed the bloom.’ It is such a wonderful image of enjoying nature. Smiles, Robin