The Seasons Go Round & Round – Living Is A Circle Game

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No doubt, you have heard the news. The Groundhog did not see his shadow. Spring is on its way.

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It seems like it was just a week or two ago that I was writing about how the animals in my yard were scurrying about getting ready for winter. [Winter Comes Too Soon Here .]  And already, there are signs of spring popping up all around my yard.

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The daffodils, the crocuses, and the iris have sent shoots above the ground, and the forsythia has begun to bud.

There are no flowers yet, but as sure as my name is Jacki Kellum, I know that flowers are close behind.

Only a few days ago, our community was covered in snow, but the temperatures have begun to rise and the thaw is almost complete. As usual, the snow is watering the plants that are awakening beneath the ground. While we know that it is February and that winter is not over, Nature knows that it is February and Spring is almost here, and such is the ever-renewing cycle of life.

Spring comes and new life begins. During summer, nature grows and flourishes. During fall, everything begins to slow down, and during winter, life rests, but within the wintry resting place, new life stirs. Winter is not death. It is the springboard from whence new life begins.

For many years, I have associated the 4 seasons with the states of mankind’s living and humanity’s subsequent death. I correlated spring with the birth of babies, and I associated summer with the abundant energy of youth. Autumn was the time past middle age. I am almost 66-years-old now, and I am definitely experiencing the autumn of my life. Always before, I had assumed that winter was death, but as I look at the ending of winter here, I also see the beginning of another spring.

Could it be that even in old age, we are preparing to die and that we are simultaneously preparing to live again? It is simply an interesting thought.

Now the green blade rises from the buried grain,
Wheat that in the dark earth many years has lain;
Love lives again, that with the dead has been:
Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green.

In the grave they laid Him, Love Whom we had slain,
Thinking that He’d never wake to life again,
Laid in the earth like grain that sleeps unseen:
Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green.

Up He sprang at Easter, like the risen grain,
He that for three days in the grave had lain;
Up from the dead my risen Lord is seen:
Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green.

When our hearts are saddened, grieving or in pain,
By Your touch You call us back to life again;
Fields of our hearts that dead and bare have been:
Love is come again, like wheat that springs up green.

©Jacki Kellum February 2, 2016 – Happy Groundhog’s Day

Thank you, my friend Christopher Couch, for suggesting how well the above hymn works with what I was trying to say yesterday.

And the seasons, they go round and round,
And the painted ponies go up and down…….

The Circle Game
By Joni Mitchell

Yesterday a child came out to wonder

Yesterday, a child came out to wonder,

Caught a dragonfly inside a jar

Caught a dragonfly inside a jar,

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Fearful when the sky was full of thunder,

And tearful at the falling of a star

And tearful at the falling of a star

And the Seasons they go round and round

And the seasons, they go round and round.

We're captive on the carousel of time

We’re captive on a carousel of time.
We can’t return, we can only look behind from where we came,
And go round and round and round in a circle game.

This Is Your Song

 

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3 thoughts on “The Seasons Go Round & Round – Living Is A Circle Game

  1. It is an interesting thought. There’s a hymn with a haunting melody (in a more contemporary version). Its first-verse lyrics are: “Now the green blade rises/From the buried grain./Wheat that in dark earth/Many days has lain.” The earth-buried grain yields new life. A metaphor for Christ and us.

    Poor Phil. He does seem put upon. I think he growled yesterday as he was pulled out of the hole.

    Thank you!

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      1. I just found that hymn, and I have heard it many times. I immediately recognized the tune and it is one of my favorite. I have primarily heard it on British films.

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