💖 Spring 

Spring , though brief  among the seasons, whispers of change in nature's rhythm. It's a season of awakening. It's a time of blossoming. It's like poetry penned by a poet, painting the lines with vivid imagination, capturing the vibrant youth of nature.

With the onset of spring, a wave of energy and joy envelops the world .You can feel its presence in every living creature: the leaves gently smiling, the birds chirping joyfully, and the lively air filled with sunlight, almost like a divine blessing upon the abundant nature. To me, spring signifies the presence of something divine. Without it, nature's symphony remains unfound.

As spring unfolds , emotions long suppressed find their voice , hearts echo with melodies, life gains depth and significance. It strikes a chord deep within the heart. Quietly, the heart sings a tune, longing to dance and sway in the open gentle breeze. It feels like the whole universe is one , no one distinct, all appears as the embodiment of divine love. There are no grudges, no complaints, no sorrow ,only an abundance of love flowing everywhere.

The arrival of spring feels like a celebration. The fragrance of spring, and the love strewn all around, begin to naturally seep into the pages of self -expression. The pen eagerly longs to depict this abundant beauty and love in nature. In its depiction, words seem to fall short, lacking in conveying the depth of emotions. Spring is just like that- no matter how much one describes, it always feels insufficient.

Spring is simply spring , the blooming both outwardly and inwardly, It's just a celebration, renewal and anticipation .Quiet right, the wait, love and excitement for spring are  always deeply sensed.