Spring! Ebullient. Sun soaked warm skin. Warbling bird strings and guttural trills of newly-awakened peepers in full chorus. Limitless sky space to dance in. Free and winged! White flame light. Green starts. Poems in each blade of turning grass and April bud and bloom. Glittering state of being. Follow her as she sings!
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Post by Susan Tuttle.