My winter writings are almost over.
The Spring is knocking on the door
The life is changing fast it`s cover
In green and sunshine, more and more.
Out there the sky is getting brighter
Awaiting for a swallow's nest
The Sun is smiling at its springish chapter
To welcome every new green guest .
My winter writings, they no longer
consist of Fire , cold and ice
Now all the tulips dance in wonder
And the color gold reflects my face.
“But flowers cannot dance?” -
cried little Ida.
“Indeed they can”, replied my fairy Spring.
On Monday all the land will wake up greener
And all the people will awake ... and sing.
Let`s welcome our Spring Hosanna
The Golden Light of endless Love
Breath in - the everlasting Prana
And Nature`s kindness from above …
And when the first most gentle cherry blossom
opens its petals for a tempting hug
and when the first brave little bee caress him (God)
You know - the miracle of life goes on...
A.A
With love - To our Spring solstice on 20th March 2021
Adart wisdom&heart
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