Spirituality in Springtime

 

Spring is a time of renewal.  It is a time when the land and the green re-awaken.  The air is full of music, and the trees are full of beauty.  Even the wind smells like new life and desire.  There is a sense of promise in the Spring, and I think that Malvina Reynolds said it best in her song, God Save the Grass:

God bless the grass that grows thru the crack.
They roll the concrete over it to try and keep it back.
The concrete gets tired of what it has to do,
It breaks and it buckles and the grass grows thru,
And God bless the grass.

God bless the truth that fights toward the sun,
They roll the lies over it and think that it is done.
It moves through the ground and reaches for the air,
And after a while it is growing everywhere,
And God bless the grass.

God bless the grass that grows through cement.
It's green and it's tender and it's easily bent.
But after a while it lifts up its head,
For the grass is living and the stone is dead,
And God bless the grass.

God bless the grass that's gentle and low,
Its roots they are deep and its will is to grow.
And God bless the truth, the friend of the poor,
And the wild grass growing at the poor man's door,
And God bless the grass.

Sex is in the air, as well.  There is nothing like making love, and though there are a few things I might compare to such joys, there are none I would put above it.  The act of making love is not only an act of shared joy and ecstasy, but an expression of tenderness, affection, attraction, and trust.  It is a point where people share themselves, and souls touch.  This is a spiritual, magikal act of tremendous vitality and power, a celebration and affirmation of life itself.  Though there is no time of year where making love is out of place, Spring revitalizes it all over again.  Lovemaking is beautiful, silly, tender, rough, frightening, reassuring, and full of surprises.  Without any religious overtones to speak of, I will affirm that this is a pinnacle of spirituality.

Sometime again,

Coyote.

(The above version of the MArch Hare is of course (c) Disney; this image of the Great God Pan is courtesy of camphalfblood.wikia.com; the lovely picture of plant life rising up through concrete is courtesy of Merry Mischief on Facebook.  They also do music and you might want to check them out sometime. All rights reserved by those who rightfully reserve them.)