Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Sweetness of Spring

Clouds neatly swept away as the brooms strain. 

Two new lives break forth.  Quiet. Vulnerable. Safe. New.

Green trickles down branches on the same path the rain drops from days previous had foraged.

Green shoots stretch out their arms to touch the sky.  The meeting between green and sky promise to collide in colors unimaginable.

Silken thread.  Body dangling. Masterpiece yet to come.

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