Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Maiden of Spring.

It's time to awake.
The long cold is coming to and end.
This time it seemed to linger so long, forever long.
I'm ready for the warmth of the sun to stir my blood.
I'm ready for the spring rains to wash the bitterness of the long months away.
Flowers grow from my limbs, leaves grow above renewed.
To feel clothed again in the bounty of springs energies.
I am a maiden of spring.

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