One second before spring finally comes, a thought passes over every person. Maybe this year will be the special one. It will carry the promise that we used to believe in when we were little, laughing kids high on swings in the air.
One second before spring finally comes, every flower seems to shimmer with a glow seems from a spectacular light above, and the flowers look like they stand taller and more beautiful than any flower in history might ever have.
Then a moment later, spring breaks out in full-blown, undeniable, living color love.
--me strauss Letting me be