Spring’s First Kiss
It is a glorious morning! Tip toeing to the window I behold the splendor that awaits discovery outside the walls of this house. Looking up towards the heavens, I behold a sky, awash in shades of blue grey. A thin, long, after thought of a cloud stretched from here to there, as if with arms outstretched, much like a child’s posture of delight when the first flakes fall. Today is a joyous announcement, a celebration of nature designed by the heavens above for the earth below.
“Winter is over! Welcome spring’s first kiss!”
For spring is shyly peeking from behind the corner of this winter world. The vernal
this gravitational pull, turning and tilting earth’s equator into place, almost ready to face the sun’s light.
We wait patiently for the sunbeam’s rays to warm us and gently whisper, “grow” to the curled up seedlings and the tender sprouts that sleep beneath a blanketed soil. These coaxing whispers from the season urge all new beginnings to show off their emerging beauty to a forgetful world.
The twittering birds alight upon the feeder to discover a feast of seeds and suet. Their joyful choir, the sing-song notes sent dancing forth through my open window. The simple melodies urge us to follow the joyous lyrics.
It is a time for all life to bravely step forth into this wondrous world. Behold the beauty that enchants us captured by spring’s first kiss.