21 March 2012
spring is here with a gentle ferociousness that reminds us of the persistence of change. of course, change like this we welcome with the shedding of our winter layers and usher in with open windows and fresh tulips placed in mason jars.
we even welcome the drama of thundershowers and the moody rebellion of clouds as they fight to take back their reign on the sky. we flood to courtyards and park benches on our lunch breaks. roll up our pant legs and take off our suit jackets. and soak up the vitamin d our bodies have craved through months of winter.
we lament at the brevity of spring. cherry blossom and magnolia trees burst to life in a matter of hours and seem to shed their skin just as quickly. so we insist on meandering walks through tree lined neighborhoods. we allow ourselves to stop and breathe in the scent of new life. we allow our eyes to study the branches above us. to feast on colors so vibrant they do not seem real. these are the trees of storybooks and fairytales we read as children.
spring brings a snowfall all its own. we walk through fallen flower petals like a bride down the aisle and try not to crush the colors below us. unlike the leaves of autumn, they do not crunch. their death is in the height of life. it seems a bit cruel but somehow necessary. the wind blows and we feel the blossoms fall into our hair like snowflakes.
go outside. take a deep breath. walk a little slower. smile at strangers. for spring is here and life seems brighter.