The On Being Project

Jailbreak Into the Blossoming of Spring

It’s been a long winter in Madison, Wisconsin. But at last, spring has sprung. All week, I’ve been able to take long walks without wearing my Nanook of the North gear or looking over my shoulder for marauding packs of wolverines!

Here’s one of the best spring poems I know, encouraging us to break out of all “the dark winter prisons” of our lives. “Stop holding back the blossoming!” says Maya Spector.

In times past, when I felt imprisoned by something, I simply assumed that the door was locked. Now when I feel trapped, I give the door a push — it’s amazing how often it flies open!

To quote Spector again,

“Why make a cell your home
when the door is unlocked
and the garden is waiting for you?”

Whatever may feel like it has you locked in, it’s spring! Get out into that garden and start planting the seeds of new life!

by Maya Spector

It’s time to break out —
Jailbreak time.
Time to punch our way out of
the dark winter prison.
Lilacs are doing it
in sudden explosions of soft purple,
And the jasmine vines, and ranunculus, too.
There is no jailer powerful enough
to hold Spring contained.
Let that be a lesson.
Stop holding back the blossoming!
Quit shutting eyes and gritting teeth,
curling fingers into fists, hunching shoulders.
Lose your determination to remain unchanged.
All the forces of nature
want you to open,
Their gentle nudge carries behind it
the force of a flash flood.
Why make a cell your home
when the door is unlocked
and the garden is waiting for you?

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