…The promise of light, everlasting

“And, as the March breeze echoes the distant sound of winter, the gentle voice of Spring softly whispers farewell
to the faint blue essence of light that rests quietly upon the blades of grass.  Her eyes smile as she gazes upon the burst
of new life as it rises the meet the sun whose energy flows through her veins with reverberations of
news that winter’s race has run its course. And, as the sun thaws winter’s cool still heart,
springtime greets us with her bright yellow bonnet and the promise of light, everlasting.”
– Kay Lynn Gabaldon


Featured Image:
Eric Stoliker

Composition by:
Kay Lynn Gabaldon

By: Eric Stoliker

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