The birds sound so happy, content…God is right…they do not worry.
Are the skies blue and sad…no, blue is their crown of hope.
Is the grass green with envy? No, it’s green with vibrant life of new verve.
Are the trees weary with new growth to hold up? No, they are swelling with pride to hold homes for wildlife and shade for a host of nature lovers.
Daylight savings has begun. The sun is not as low in the sky as it was a week ago.
The temperatures are climbing.
A bright flush of growth appears on the land and hope returns.
Can I find that same hope in my life?
on a happier note: I will be published in an upcoming issue of Stampinton's Art Journaling! This came at a time when I really needed a boost!
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