
It’s a time of growth a time of renewal
To see green buds shooting high
Growing ever towards the sky.
All the winter things have slept
And in my soul I have wept.
Longed for the days of spring
To see the wonders they will bring.
To see green shoots, hear birds sing.
Gods above, how do I love spring.
Too often in this world we buy everything we need. We’ve forgotten the connection we have to the earth. The symbiotic relationship with the plants and other creatures of this land. Spring time always brings that back, if you just look outside.

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