May
Spring leaves me speechless every time.
The thrill of the dearest wonder beneath tender
greens I've never seen before breathes a hush into my soul.
We can't think about it too much- the what if's...
what if the cosmic wonders ceased, the axel on the globe broke or the perfect spin ground to a halt.
If Spring betrayed our vital trust all hope would implode!
Ah, but lest our lungs burn, we let the gasp of fear escape and sip
another gift of 20.946 percent oxygen, 0.9340% argon, N2, CO2, trace gases, etcetera
and stride out into the bright sunlight.