spring-living

Spring-Living
(A South Texan’s Ideal) 

Spring is a sigh of pleasure;
an all too short sound of the sublime.

…after winter melts away the cold, aching, silence,
and before summer stretches out, surrealingly forever, 

There, tucked between, exists Spring.

[Spring is this eruption of blossoms.
The evidence of nature’s evolving defiance.
Spring is the season that sings most freely of Life.]

…

And yet,
I’ve met many who wish Spring could last all year.

They miss that moment when we actually welcome the weather,
when we cherish the sun for the ways it compliments every breeze,
when we admire the diversity of the many sprouting stems,
and when we smile, whole-heartedly, eyes wide as children, 
at the busyness of the birds and bees, and of all their kin,
taking full advantage of this most prosperous of periods…

…It’s no wonder so many wish Spring would never end…

<…*sigh*…>

Alas, 
Spring will only last the length of the sublime…

So let us not bemoan over the brevity,
Instead, –my fellow Texans–
let us cherish it as best we may…

Make the most of this Season,
plant as much as a green thumb can;
and like a sunflowered cheeked hippy,
go writing, painting, dancing, singing,
out in the bright-‘n’-bloomin’ land.
…because –at that moment-
that’s the right idea for healthy Spring-living.

M. L. Michael 
04/03/11 

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