Breathe free..

Spring to me signifies freedom.
Each winter, a beautiful world is held in a white prison and then, in spring, it just feels liberated. I can relate to that feeling, because it is much like my mind. Once it is held in ice by cold thoughts, then it feels happier when it finds the colors.

I’m probably the last one at Blaga’s Season Favorite Challenge, but I thought I’d give my two cents on why each season is favorite to me, before declaring a season as my all time favorite. I also share this post with Haiku My Heart; accompanying image from THIS SOURCE.


I long to breathe free
In spring’s first breeze; feel the soul
Once trapped by winter


Β© Leo 08/July/2011

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

  

42 thoughts on “Breathe free..

    • I’m happy to have made it too, Blaga and I have made an early start to Summer too πŸ˜‰ Glad you liked it and felt the image was freeing.

  1. oh leo…
    i love this. each word, lifting upward.
    your white iris….mirrors of your beautiful soul.
    so grateful for this, and for you.

  2. Spring is my favorite too πŸ™‚ The liveliness, myriad colours, dancing breeze, humming silence, smiles, spring leaves a magic that lingers in you and bring smiles for no reason, just like it did now ! πŸ™‚ Lovely Haiku πŸ™‚

  3. A perfect match! Of verses and astounding photo!
    The photo gives justice to your lines or should I say vis!
    I need some springtime moments… πŸ˜‰
    Lovely thoughts, as always Leo! πŸ˜‰

  4. Such a beautiful photo and haiku… and you are so right by saying our ‘spirits’ have their own seasons too… enjoy the colours!

    • I quite like this haiku of yours, Meri. πŸ™‚ Its a positive side to winter, but I think any darkness over a long time gives the freedom that comes after, that much extra exhilaration. Thank you πŸ™‚

  5. It’s amazing how these iris are genuinely turning their faces to the breeze to breathe freely after lying dormant underground… Beautiful haiku and photo, Leo!

    • Thanks, Margaret πŸ™‚ Yes I know. That picture is one I absolutely fell in love with too πŸ˜€ Fantastic camerawork by whoever took it I think.

  6. The iris is associated with faith , wisdom, and hope. The flower got its name form the goddess of the rainbow, Iris. It makes sense that this flower represents a freeing of thought and mind after the dormancy of winter. Rainbows are associated with promise and their many colors represent diversity of thought and feeling. A lovely post.
    Noelle

    • Thanks, Noelle, for appreciating my poem, and also telling about the beauty and symbolism of this beautiful iris. πŸ™‚

  7. A poem on spring is always very welcome… there’s nothing like spring to bring on dreams and songs. But for this precise reason, this is a theme that can easily sound contrite. I loved how your little verse is as fresh as the picture that accompanies it. πŸ˜€

    • Yeah. Always πŸ™‚ Spring is an eternal beauty don’t you feel? Glad you liked the haiku and the image. Thank you, Deboshree πŸ™‚

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