Spring

She’s young,

in a green and brown sundress

splashed with colorful wild flowers.

She sings

to the sun with warmth and brightness,

long, brown hair dancing in the breeze.

Her music

is healing, life-giving strands of sound,

breezes in the rain, music from the pain.

She dances

like a dandelion seed floating in the air,

a butterfly fluttering from bloom to bloom.