Dormant....asleep she was... deep beneath the dark warm earth, it seemed forever; no sign of her indulging beauties, no signs of her incesant pleasures. Imprisoned within the darkness she lingered... just for a moment, until...from the womb that bounded her, she frees herself without a sound, in perfect silence....her new birth.
Lightly... ever so softly... the Goddess of Spring awakens from her nurturing dwelling, where she layed in sweet slumber. Budding boughs of yellow hue appear from their long wonderings, again to dress and perfume her lovely garments.
Mother Earth smiles and one can hear her happy laughter from every corner of her garden..... solitary fields are now a pleasure to the eye and nurture the unseen emotions, for the Goddess of Spring sings her lullaby and the cold no longer stings.
The earth arrayed once more in color, where Spring's whispering notions are again heard...all bow at her entrance all are at her beck and call. She woos as a lover with the delight of her romance and wonder..... gladly are we imprisoned in her charms and her passionate approach!
The sun shineth glady, the lark and robbin return from their journeys south....the bees are heard in cherry blossoms, butterflies adorn the meadows, rose bushes sweeten the air with their aromatic scents, the skies are bluer....could this be heaven I ask?
I close my eyes and embrace this moment.....I welcome the Goddess of Spring decked in her finest attire
and succumb gratefully to her charms!
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