the sweetest softest fragile hints of spring~
a tiny fragment
connecting us to a past memory
a present thought
a symbolic piece of life
awakening our spirits
from the dormant ways of once was
warmth has slowly returned
light continually brinking upon the horizon earlier and earlier by each morning hour
dusk easing into night lingering as they mingle momentarily in the golden moonlit hour
rain falls
saturating the earth
grounding the roots of life that are waiting to emerge
we step a little lighter
smile a little longer
as we are present with the ever changing ways of springs season at hand