neither rain nor fog blankets the landscape trees, grass, flowers, soil no thing untouched by the kiss of her soft wet gaze bless me, i ask her and purify my eyes, my hands, the path i walk show me how you embrace everything with nothing
the air begins to warm faeries and elves play tricks on the tall people hearts open and gaze upward, bursting with winter's store rainbow ribbons on the maypole haphazardly tied a bud pokes through the dirt (blissfully) unaware of the last frost