Dusk breaks the silence of the night.
Natures slow birth comes to life.
Geophysical forces working amongst themselves.
Clouds bask in the gentle rays of the sun.
A deer fawn exposes its innocence in the open of a corn field.
Gales swinging to and fro, playing with the grass.
Flowers dance in the presence of honeycomb bees.
Freelance children emerge from sheltered havens.
Arriving birds sing in the pristine skies above.
Paleolithic fossils enriching the caked loam.
Galvanizing butterflies attract a child's glance.
The ancient back of tears flow down the ravines.
An eagle scours over the pine topped mountains.
Caves of neglected drop christened by the new dew.
Trepidation of false hope abandons into the winter passing.
New dreams are born as the flower buds unshackle themselves.
Gia has the Herculean task of reconstructing its earthly veil.
From languid lands to barren regions to chained massifs afar,
Spring emerges a new chapter drawn from spontaneous fireworks of reborn life.
