Spring rising

A lush green
Thoroughly undisturbed
And the bleeding gold
Seeping through the crevices
Blue and grey –
An elongated spine
Rising into the sky
And a million hands,
Comforting the spring
Besotten shades of life.
The nightgales singing
With the rising tides,
On this stone encased land
The mellow music
Sparrs with the wind
And with mountains to cross
We lie with the
Dew ridden grass
Underneath our skin;
This moment, for a lifetime,
A stillness embedded
Forever within.

Dear reader,

What do you usually do during spring? I find the season of change to be a period of growth, and a time to see restore yourself and rejoice. A time that can only be described as magical.

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