Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Sweet Spring

Unforgotten bulbs, poking their head through hard ground.

Bees working hard; doing their part to bring life of their own.

Color whispered into being in planters, on trees and shrubs.

Songs of birds intermingle with that of a windchime as a breeze gently orchestrates them both.

Orange blossoms consume.  Gardenias perfume.

Toddler belly-laughs resonating throughout the rooms.

The dark of night takes pause, and allows the sun to linger a bit longer.


D Flo said...
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D Flo said...

This reminds me of the Odes from the British Romantics.

Rhonda said...

This is beautiful eucharisteo!

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