It’s coming
Ushered in on Spring’s promise
humanities aesthetic rebirth is coming.
I hear the pant of deliverance.
Almost there
Anticipation’s innocence
carries a soul
through heavy fear
and thick uncertainty.
Pushes us through deep blackness.
It’s time
The rite of passage has arrived.
Tolerances fully dilated.
Anxiously waiting to hear the wail
from our infant humanness.
All the world rejoices!
It’s here
Wrapped in the World’s love
Compassion forgives the sin
Reach out your arms
Come
Visit the prayer you prayed.
Hold joy.
Love and be loved.
We journey toward no end.
It’s coming — again.
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Angeline Haen was raised on a small dairy farm in Sobieski, Wisconsin, where the love of the earth and all things of nature collected in her heart. She and her husband, Andy, steward a forty-five acre hobby farm and tend to the needs of two teenagers, four beehives, a 110 pound yellow lab named Wally, two and a half horses, flower beds, berry patches and gardens.
Her first book, Sweet Wisdoms, was released by Shanti Arts Publishing in February 2017.
In 2015 two of her poems were published in the Wicwas publication entitled Safe To Chew.
When she’s not writing, you can find her sharing some lov'n from her oven, driving a school bus or watching grass grow.
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