Maitri Libellule

It is the quality of the air. 

It is each flower as it opens.

It is the birds on the wing and their song. 

It is the Canadian Geese flying overhead, passing by until autumn falls. 

It is the soft flowers and their powerful fragrance. 

It is the vibrant, alive feeling all around as everything stirs, the wild ones, and our own, blood and bone. 

It is Spring.
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