Green again...
Young leaves... not yet touched by crawly munchers...
Flowers appear hidden... until wished to be seen...
Pollen dusted silvery surfaces of vernal pools... and THIS otherworldly feeling...
Jubilant pines... adorned with young shoots and pollen cones...
Those leaves... and my oxygen driven life...
Breathe in and out... to leaves... breathe in and out... back to me... to leaves... back to me... to leaves...
FOREVER...
