Spring Awakens
In the thaw of winter’s grasp, the world stirs from silence, a tender green creeping forward, a promise wrapped in petals.
Each bud breaks through dark soil, a song of genesis softly sung, as bees hum along in harmony, a choreography of life unfolds.
The sun paints golden dreams, as warmth creeps through the air, awaking all that lay in wait, a festival of colors to behold.
- María Pizarro