Greetings, on this improbable, pale blue and golden day.
With just a gentle breeze, no wind, no rain.
There is a stillness in the air, the morning bright.
Tree shadows lengthen on the grass;
patterns of shadow and light.
Everywhere new buds are yearning towards the sun;
and birds rise higher in the skies;
winter is all but done.
A sigh wells up; from deep within my heart,
to feel the sun upon my skin
and know that I’m a part of this new morning
in the world.
Ingrid Andrew <> HeartsSong