My Meadow Of Blossomed Spring

The transformation that occurred
was something
out of a science fiction story
for life to explode into bloom like this.
My backyard became a rich
and fertile landscape
having been completely covered
in water just a couple months earlier
with the flood that came.
Amazing to think at the time
the waters advancing towards
our home and oozing
into the basement,
would later present an environment
for a bursting transformation.
Yesterday, I marveled at the sight
as I waded through the flowers
that packed my view.
The soil so rich that the plant life
and grasses of all kinds
were healthy and thick.
Fallen limbs from the long winter
we’re actually deeply hidden
and I had to untangle them
from under their grasp.
It is a rare thing to walk
in my own yard and admire
such beauty.
But alas, I had the task
to mow and maybe I was meant
to just simply enjoy my meadow
of spring flowers this day.
My mower, would not fire up
no matter how many times
I pulled the string.
Arms aching yet this morning
to remind me of that.
Husband coming home and finding
no problem to starting mower
right up.
Leaving the back half of the lawn
to admire the beauty for yet
one more day.
Ah the development of life
and it’s seeming tragedies.
What beauty found later
in its layered progressions.
When life seems hard
and things don’t work out
just right, 
patience will see
an unfolding of blessing.
Just you wait and see.
Spring will come.