Written on April 10th, 2025 for Brian's M Prompt. "O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?" - Percy Bysshe Shelley.
shaking off the stagnation of winter’s hold ivory snow m e l t s nourishing Gaia’s soul jump-starting millennium-old cycles... birdsong brings the dawn of a new season salmon streams of wispy clouds streak crystal-clear skies.. whilst early morning dewdrops glisten on opening spring buds~ a silken zephyr cascades across saline waters mingling with the scent of freshly cut grass in warm breezes... buttery daffodils cluster creating nature’s bouquets~ rebirth resounding, hope coursing through every molecule of oxygen
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Written on April 10th, 2025 for Brian's M Prompt.
"O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?" - Percy Bysshe Shelley.