Spring Breath

The new buds of Spring open
buried hope and promises of the heart.

Unafraid, showing no hesitation,
we wade ankle deep through the mud.

How easily she yields to our ministrations
thawing after the warm rains of Spring.

Up to our elbows in the cool earth-
purified by the dirt
and our laughter.

I exhale and feel relieved-
The body can only hold so much
breath.

fire

Big sigh of contentment. This is heaven.

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