THE SPRING, WRITTEN IN 2001
Robins return from winter nests as Spring winds blow warm over sun-bright seas of meadow flowers reaching upwards into the blue. Jealous Winter warns of Spring as the violent time of changing when rivers overflow their banks and mudslides ruin winter landscapes. Winter screams its great March winds that threaten cold and April snows, then fade as haunting echoes and morning frost melting in the rain. What resonates true is the voice of Spring drawn from thawing brooks and greening mountains, birds singing as flowers dance in brilliant colors with fragrant breezes.
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