I’m one with the wind, It’s flowing right through me. Transparent to its force I’m flying and crooning. I’m one with the sky, It’s glowing right through me. Transparent to its glory I’m flying and crooning.
The soft caress Of early spring sun Gently awakens Everything it touches. Nature gratefully reveals Its endearing colors. Hand in hand with nature I blossom, too. ___________________________________ Spring 2017; Copenhagen, Denmark
