Lying on my back taking in the beauty of the sky, I feel whispers of truth as long blades of grass tickle my neck. Focusing on my breath, I position myself most peacefully to face the rising sun. The restless wind is finally warm, as it rustles leaves in unity making music while dancing in between the leaves. It is a well-practiced ritual as the birds sing their complex melodies to these whispers of the wind. Having my breath join the orchestra, I watch as the flowers unfold into a beautiful melodrama, completing intricate filigree’s imitating truths existent into the depths of the cosmos; I finally remember the beauty of the all. I find myself on a trip through the season, as the ground and the trees thaw from their dismal grey flowing to the spring’s fractal flowers colorful array; my heart follows suit, as my season is quickly changing.
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