Spring

I've come full circle... It's spring again... Did you miss me? I'm back... Hello my friend... The trees are resurrected in a rich sea of green... The long, cold winter seems like but a dream... Where am I, and where have I been? Is this absolution, or a mere pardon of my sins? The new sun casts shadows of that lonely rope... The dread of living has been replaced by hope... Through the inky darkness has ventured a sliver of light... With the spring rain comes flowers... And the end of night...