The frost long gone,
A blanket of soft snow still covering the ground,
Deep beneath the surface, working, striving
There is no struggle here
Perpetual motion
Growing, in it's own nature,
Blossomed.
I see it
With my eyes
With my ears I hear it
I hear it in the birds song
I hear it in your soft foot steps
I smell it in the pine sap and the wildflowers
Love, life, growth
Expanding, moment by moment, the cup floweth over
Joy and happiness, abundant. This life is no more.
A new earth.
A new beginning.
A new world for you and me.