Spring Forth Thine Glory

Why have you forsaken us? O season of bloom, what manner of transformation do you seek? Your concealing actions, in these cloud swept skies, speaks to deception my Lord. As your humble servant, I beg of you, to please return to your former constitution. Which bringeth not only I, but the beasts of burden and all the buzzing creatures, plus the wondrous, soaring birds, swooping in like rabble-rousers to a long lost love! Happiness! Hear our cries, O season of hope, and bring forth your glory, your Manifest Destiny, to bring life and sustenance, to us all.