Soft rains
falling
onto the quiet
unobstrusive
mornings
as seas lap
gently
against
the winter-weary
shores
of
hearts
and souls.

Buds
sprouting
and shooting
their green-rich
heads
towards
an inebriated
sun;
upwards
and outwards
in the delicate
art
of crowning
the bare bones
of skeletal
trees.

Wet grasses
slowly
changing hue
on desolate pastures
of brown
rot and decay.

Wood and soil,
flesh and blood
animated with an
optimism
going wild
with newborn
joy.