In the beginning,

God spoke

And there was Life...

Spring Life

Spring Air

Spring Colors and Spring Dew.

Nature was born, again,

As an infant, naked and perfect

And the fragile growth began

Of the fields, the forests, the mountains.

Listen.

Listen to the songs of the birds, floating on the waves of the wind.

Watch.

Watch as the time passes and ripens in front of your eyes,

Feel.

Feel the dampness of the new life beneath your fingertips as they graze the grasses.

Smell.

Smell the clear, blue rain as it washes away the past year and prepares for the unknown of this one.

Breathe.

Breathe in the fresh greens and yellows of the new world.

Breathe in the water that hangs in the air, replenishing your tired lungs.

See.

With closed eyes, see Nature as it truly is: a sanctuary for your soul…

A place to absorb your worries, your fears

And cast them away with the passing of time,

Preparing you for new life as well.

Because, in the beginning,

God spoke

And Nature lived...