I start sensing your subtle hints as the days get longer, the sky looks infinitely bluer, the sunshine feels warmer, yet the breeze still stays cool and refreshing. So I wait in joyful anticipation.
And then one day I wake up, and you are in full bloom.
It seems that you are always even more glorious than the last time. I know...I say that every year.
You always come, year after year, yet I never tire of seeing you. From the humble, hopeful beginnings of your budding blossoms to your fullest expression.
And just like that, you are gone before we know it. Perhaps it is your fleeting nature that makes me appreciate your magic even more.
And so I wait, again. For another year. And sure as the sun, about twelve months from now, you return, and grace us again with your magnificent presence.
Just once around the sun*, I remind myself. Just once around the sun.
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* From a scene in Gattaca, one of my favorite movies. Vincent: "It's funny. You work so hard, you do everything you can to get away from a place...and when you finally get your chance to leave... you find a reason to stay. A year is a long time." Irene: "Not so long.... just once around the sun." (watch here)
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Lovelyyyy! Spring makes me happy.
Me too!!
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