The View from Here

The winter has been unforgiving,

Cold and bleak,

Leaving spirits dampened and hope diminished.

There is change in the air, though;

I feel it in my bones, can taste it upon my lips.

Mother Earth stretches and yawns,

Her sweet breath whispering words of encouragement to a slumbering land;

Wake, my children, the time has come to rise up!

No matter what darkness awaits, the light will always shine through. This is my promise to you;

Hope eternal.