SOUL OF SPRING

It has begun.

Eggs cracking open

flowers bursting full force

the sun burning through clouds

fleeing at its triumphant approach�

so it begins.

The Soul of Spring has arrived.

Children scream

skirts hike

streets raising volume

it's all good.

It's all birth and rebirth

and fresh growth erupting

where before there was but gray.

It would be great if you were here with me.

So what do you say?

Tell me how you we'll spend this glorious day?

Indoors?

Well, that's cool, too.

The Soul of Spring can wait a few.