In the Spring

Sky of mind, an opening;
a portal ever beckoning
Feel of heaven-sent and
sweet tomorrows.

Stardust drifting, moon aglow.
Soft wind blowing; afterglow
of sunny springtime days.
Skin tingling with light of sun.
All your troubles on the run.
Come dance with me tonight.

Let your sorrow glide on wings -
come to love divinity, within
the multitude of earthen things.
Thank your source that you have
finally found your one true home.

Travel then, remembering -
return is just a breath away.
Trees abloom with flowers
blossoming into a scented air.

Energy arising from the core.
Just a little looks like so much more
than we have ever had before.
Everything is better in the spring...

? Michaelette ?

5/6/2002
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