More Than A Season

Spring 

is more than a season

it lingers in what you feel,

see, taste, smell, hear.

Spring is a sensation, 

a quiet awakening

from the brutal sting 

of winter. 

Spring 

feels 

like hope 

like a steady calm. 

The atmosphere 

is light and sweet

an inexplicable warmth

that fills the air.

Spring 

looks like 

a sunny yellow

a soft, grassy green 

a sky blue

a vibrant, flowery pink

all at the same time

a burst of colors 

blended so well. 

Spring 

tastes like 

fresh food 

strawberries and carrots 

rhubarbs and asparagus

fresh from the ground 

sweet and tart and ripe and bitter

everything all at once

it tastes like joy.

Spring 

smells like 

fresh grass after rainfall

a soft, breezy vanilla

light, earthy wood 

a sweet citrus 

a flowery breeze 

an essence that can never

be bottled up 

and sold. 

Spring 

sounds like 

bees buzzing 

birds flitting around 

spreading their sweet chirp

to all those who will listen.

The croaking 

of jade-green frogs, emerging 

just for this weather.
 

Spring

drifts softly through the air

and leaves a quiet kind of peace

still more than just a season

spring is colors, warmth, joy,

 sweet smells, a gentle buzz.

Spring 

is renewal.

A fresh start.