Like the hibiscus
waiting
anticipating
Spring and
dead dry leaves
replaced with
new tender shoots to
become shade trees
in a new Summer
she waits
for a new year
in hopes that ill
health will be
replenished
in those she loves
that their spirits
will flourish
no longer held captive
but set free
to ride the currents
of mountain breezes
the eagle calls
it’s home
she waits
like the hibiscus
© December 2011 Renee Espriu
reneejustturtleflight.com 
i have three hibiscus bushes in my garden and i just love lying under them and watch their fragile blossoming…so this was very visible for me…and sometimes, waiting is all we can do… happy new year to you renee!
(p.s. you could link up with the dVerse beginnings and endings poetics if you like..)
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Thanks Claudia! I’m not sure what dVerse beginnings and endings poetics is? Perhaps you could explain more if you see this response.
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This is so lovely. I hope she feels better soon.
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Thank you! It is my future son-in-law that has been in the hospital with an enlarged spleen and diagnosed with a splenic infarction…blood supply cut off to the spleen causing tissue death. He is improving but the week has been long.
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here hibiscus bloom the year round, loved the poem, the trees truly seem to await the spring.
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How very wonderful to see them year ’round. Here where I live only in Spring and Summer but my dad’s backyard in Calif has them always. My mother loved them.
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