Monday, March 27, 2017

Spring


In complete silence, these flowers of the grass have burst in song. 
                                        An unknown rhythm has struck in spring, an unknown joy the air does bring.



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  1. How lovely, the blooms, spring, the note of joy.

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    1. Even the most lowly, the most insignificant weeds have been brushed by the caress of the fleeting north Indian spring and that's the wonder of it!

      Thank you Sherry

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  2. I love the poetry both in your words, and in the beauty of the flowers.
    A wonderful spring post!

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    1. Thank you very much, Rita. One is mostly at a loss for words, though!

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