Colleen Moses Mixed Art

EMBRACING SPRING

It was a superbly perfect day as the time started to slip away. While creeping closer from across the distant mountain flush with bright green buds subtly turning into steel blue with the reflection of  a rapidly approaching rainstorm threatening to spoil my blissful indulgence, I patiently awaited its indignant arrival. All the while carrying a distinct but ominous moodiness ready to spill sorrow with an impending promise of flashing lights and thunderous gray echos, I closed my eyes and thought; "you don't frighten me, I will choose to welcome you with arms wide open." Even as the soft gentle drops found their way to me, I reveled in the surprising coolness when they instantly melted on my skin after the delicate foregoing splash. Suddenly, jolted from this temporal state an aroma of a nearby sweet but mysterious fragrance captivated me. With a curiosity of a child it was drawing me closer as the spring rain caressed the tiny petals of wisteria, instantly giving the moment a hightened floral scent I rather like very much.  I had the desire to harness its intrinsic truth so I may lay it on my pillow before my evenings rest and dream of the day well spent. As I swiftly passed through their fluttering spears attempting to take cover, they cheerfully jittered and swayed from side to side as if fancifully dancing a duet with the rush of a rather brisk wind, ever so humbly enticing me as if to say: "I can do much more than fill one sense for you but you mustn't hurry." With full acceptance and gratitude I found my heart still in the presence of such beauty while I secretly yearned for this singular moment to be transformed into a memory that would be as significant as any milestone could, pleading for it to last for more than a few seconds before the change engulfed me , I knew it could not last as I contiued on. Once again I am reminded of all this beautiful season has to offer with a renewed sense of hope and new found possibilities that lift my spirit with wings of joy, giving way to a blessed freedom in beholding its wondrous glory. Who could begrudge it? I will forever look upon you in amazement from all your natural gifts us as if they may never come my way again. Giving thanks now, I know the sunshine will peek its soothing warmth and kiss my face once again. This is a miracle in simplicity beckoning to cease the cares and worry that could hinder this most perfect feeling. Thank you, thank you many times over thank you. I hope today everyone who reads this will find there moment of bliss in the midst of what appears to be a looming storm. May your garden grow with joy, love and happiness that can be found in the smallest moments in time.