New Life

Poem 855 – In Step with Spring

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A tidy row of ducklings tucked into
the riverbank, their golden bodies radiant
in the April sun. Their mum stands proud,
her chest puffed out in joyful observation.
Her newborn row’s a fizzy line of hope,
a cheeping stream of opportunity
that lifts our spirits, points us to potential,
wiping aside the winter’s clingy gloom.
Smiling, we string along as mum looks on,
her rising summer fills our thirsty souls.

The many ducklings in the New River were a glorious sight today.
(18.04.26)

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Photo by Robin Teng on Unsplash

Poem 501 – Upon the Cusp

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The husk rests dry and dead
within the dark cold ground,
and sleeps the winter through
until the warm spring’s tug.

The right conditions call
it forth; a conversation,
a word, a revelation,
that stirs and wakes potential.

A downward delving for
the deepest nutrient
and reaching for the light,
the outshoots of new growth.

And from Good Friday’s husk
comes Easter’s child, who reaches
up with outstretched hands
and tottering first steps.

A conversation earlier today reminded me of my first steps to faith.
(30.04.25)

© Ben Quant 2025
Photo by Dibakar Roy on Unsplash