Poem: March

reflection on growth

As a child, I read “Love, Stargirl” by Jerry Spinelli and connected right away with Stargirl. I loved her fearlessness to be herself, her wonder for the world, and her abounding kindness. In the story, Stargirl leaves behind orange halves throughout the town as a treat for birds and other animals. These oranges come to mark her path. If someone in town saw an orange half on top of a fence, they knew Stargirl had been there.

I write Kimber Was Here to have a record of how I make sense of the world. These essays are my oranges.

Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for following along.

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Hello! Happy Easter!

New blooms have been popping up all over the city, and they are so beautiful! We have a field across from our apartment that’s filled with blue, orange, yellow, and white flowers. Dreamy!

Pretty flowers from an afternoon at the park!

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about growth. Much of March is without the blooms — they are beneath the surface, working to build the strength and the courage to show themselves. Similarly, much of the growth that happens is not seen. We may celebrate someone getting a shiny gold medal without realizing the true growth for that person happened when they finally got over their imposter syndrome and began.

March is the month when a lot of this not-seen growth happens. Things are happening beneath the surface, God’s hand is arranging and rearranging, Life is still working out the kinks. Your time of rewards and unfoldings is close but not quite happening yet. 

This idea of invisible growth (but still growth!) is what inspired this month’s poem. (P.S. if you missed February’s, read it here!)

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March

The common eye may not see Growth
Until tender sprouts 
push their way out of dark soil, 
vulnerable and wanting

But March – March oversees the seeds
Bursting into a mass mess
Of roots unseen
Deeply clung, tightly wound
Waiting on the day
Of new life
Of resurrection
Of doors flung open

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Thanks for reading!