How I love the signs of spring. Each little blossom that breaks forth through the soil declares that winter is done and a new season has come. Violets are such tender little plants, easily overlooked or trodden underfoot, yet exquisite in their perfect beauty.
Jessica Stern wrote, so common in the woods at home, so surprising in the mountains. The violet’s message was “Keep up your courage, stay true to what you believe in.”
“A blossom of returning light, An April flower of sun and dew; The earth and sky, the day and night Are melted in her depth of blue!” – Dora Read Goodale
“Who are the violets now That strew the green lap of the new-come spring?” – William Shakespeare
“Violet! sweet violet! Thine eyes are full of tears; Are they wet Even yet With the thought of other years?” – James Russell Lowell
Many other quotes pay homage to the violet. Often they speak of the fragrance of the violet, but I can tell you it would take many, many slender stems of violet to create perfume or to make a bouquet.
We are like those brave violets pushing through the soil in search of the light, giving off our fragrance to the world for free. Sometimes we are plucked for our beauty, sometimes trodden into the soil, but we come again the following spring and face the world as bravely as we ever did.