Spring Affirmation

One way forward
Clear and cold
Like the light flakes
Spiralling drops of snow
Shutting out the spring sun
Building a bed of challenge
For the new plan tomorrow
Any scheme
Place to go, number of sets
Seems sweetest at the conception
But bears no fruit
Until you’ve tilled the ground
Scraped and watered it at night
No sunset vista
Or vast mountain height
Was ever scaled in one
Prepare yourself for wind and woe
Chill yourself, and find
Your own blood beating
The constant comfort crumbling
Breaking down
Burning up
And sharpened into something new.

By J.W.H Hobbs.