Blog Tales

Spring

Spring,
it pushes up from the dark earth,
from the root,
that force of life flowing,
like a stream,
like a river,
like the rain that falls
and pools in the cup of my hand...
Spring,
it nestles in my foot steps
and in the way my wooden tool
pushes into soft,
wet clay,
or creeps into my camera lens,
a view of creation
unfolding before our very eyes...

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