the robin's first call,

and the tentative unfurling of leaves.

the sun's warmth upon my face.

the grass, vibrant beneath me.

the scents of hyacinth and lily of the valley,

afternoon rain and morning damp earth.

lightning, and the cough of thunder in the distance.

caressing winds, gentle breezes.

soft twilights, the evening songs of sleepy birds.

early fireflies moving through the wood.

the sight of the spring moon,

rising above a misty field.

the gentle exhalations of the earth,

awakening from her frozen slumber.