On Spring

Through the fluttering buds, pregnant with Colourful blossoms in their child green Cuccoons. Sunlight filters, flittering in a Mid-afternoon breeze. It carries the scent of Ocean tides on featherlight wings. A spiders web, moist with dew, draws the light between It's gossamer thighs to refract translucent Rainbows across quartz crystal strands To make Love to the rising sun in sweeping Unison as La Luna; billowing in her silver gown Shall be the equinox's first and most beautiful Rite of passage through the seasons. "On Spring" Jenna-Nichole Conrad Wordsmith