Out and alive
Friday, March 16, 2012
Everything is quiet.
You can hear each blade of grass vibrate in the wind.
You can spot every bird; every chipmunk; every butterfly.
The sky is pure blue.
You're stuck in Spring's embrace, captivated by the quiet.
And for a moment? Your thoughts are the only sound you can hear.
You're out where the earth's awakening.
You're out and alive.