Its paths were a beautiful balance of browns, dark and light - moist and dry, cutting their way now through a ganging-up chorus of Spring greens that nearly engulfed them. My spirit was aroused.
Like fans along the streets, flowers were also crowding the now foliage-rimmed routes. Pink, white; purple and a couple of stray yellows inched their way into the mass of leaves. Some stood tall in the back, while others in exquisit delicateness were right on the earthen floor. My Spirit was aroused.
Brilliant blue bathed the scene from above.
And, the creatures. The creatures were already having a blast welcoming that great daily greeting of cool and warmth. Creation was aroused.
It was an awesome morning of nature quietly yelling "beauty, beauty, beauty" to all who were out being consumed by it. I was...consumed, with a deep affection.
