Facebook and Twitter messages flash on my screen,
telling me of seeds planted, buds appearing,
blossoms beginning to thrive.
Such is March in the lives of many.
I have chosen life on the Canadian prairies,
where snow falls early and stays late.
The flakes first appear in early October
and can fall fresh in mid-May.
This is home.
The long winters teach lessons in patience and hope.
We flip through seed catalogues,
water the indoor plants
and believe in what we cannot yet see.
Faith means ·being sure [the assurance; or the tangible reality;
or the sure foundation] of the things we hope for
and ·knowing that something is real even if we do not see it
[the conviction/assurance/evidence about things not seen].