the early morning sunbelt
painted with a single brushstroke
gentle, faint, blending the unending spectrum
stubbornly, snow rescinds its grip
breaking into chunks, channels, and falls
speckled rain descends
as rays of resilience remain
an ancient fern undergrowth coats the jurassic forest
and the wild grass unveils the secret movement of the wind
in the dark
the solstice's soliloquy
pirouetting in blues and greens
allowing us to see
you can smell the life
and taste the purity
its genuine and guarded
just blink
and feel the serenity