Spring Arrives...
Time...
Some warm sun
A little refreshing rain
Magically, suddenly
Surrounding hillsides emerge
Enveloped in a hazy mist
Of pale green and rose...
Filling the air with a genuine
Spring-fresh scent...
As in my April 21st post (here); again I see a "dark, shadowy" side, where "tree work" is done invisibly and within; which, when the time is ripe...suddenly and magically, becomes a visible reality in the outer world...
This Post's Flavor(s): poetry, small, process
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