Sun rays warming the earth,
Grass waiting to grow,
The smell of long gone rain filling the air,
Blue skies,white clouds, lonely tress in the distance,
I taste the spring air,
I feel the warmth of the sun beams,
The mud trying to trap your feet forever in its hold,
A bird flies through the air, wings beating against the unseen air,
Air ruffles its feathers warming its soul,giving into the unseen arms,
The sounds of birds singing their song never to be lost, but to be heard.
(Vivid Harmony)
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