walking at sunrise blue heron catching breakfast nature finds a way
tension is building taking it personally your life and mine too
feeling for the world humans suffering in a world turned upside down while the planet breathes a sigh of relief for our seclusion.
sweet words actions that back them up and love blossoms
how often do we stop enjoying the little things that surround us each day? the taste of the tea the smell of wisteria blooming the feel of the sun on shoulders the sight of a tree wreathed in green the sound of the birds welcoming spring how often do we stop?
four legs and a shell warming myself in the sun why so much traffic
sudden dramatic change with each and every day in this together
breath deep in sadness so many in fear and grief a flower blooming
incessant raining is really bringing me down welcoming the sun
sweet words like petals drifting in the spring breezes truth solid as granite
little meteorites rain down pinging as they hit the window panes.
feeling the pull of spring to move play, and sing