Spring Views

Spring is here, summer is very near, greys give way to sunny yellow longer days bringing refreshed spirits to those caring to open their door to share rewards found waiting there.

 

Brilliance is awash everywhere, purple, orange, white and red scattered across sighted views, the air is scented with the mingling of fresh, lush perfumes released from budding blooms, their special gifts offered to all.

 

In hidden emerald valleys and tucked away hillsides creatures winged and hoofed, some big and those small, reappear, the first light of life to shine for new born now here.

 

Across cerulean skies milky giants, as though suspended by invisible silken threads, float slowly in billowy parade providing unfolding scenic motion to the place settings viewed from below, mournful souls rise in reverend acclaim, joy and exaltation found everywhere.

 

As day recedes the blue spring moon, risen like a full circle orb hangs in night sky, the beaming bright light sweeps darken lands giving sight to those who seek pathways to new journeys begun.

 

In the quiet of the returning early dawning day, wispy white vapors rise from the warming bodies of brooks and creeks, the silent stillness broken by gatherings of small winged Swallows and long legged Herons singing morning awaking sounds sending choruses of offerings to all who would hear.

 

What is to be made of these spring views, the scenic kaleidoscopic and harmonious beauty there for all...it must be left for you and me to think it through.

T.Condon, April,'99