To spring
I’m sitting in front of a small pilsner glass with a simple arrangement of freshly cut Lilies of the Valley. Their scent is intoxicatingly immediate, landing softly on the sod of one’s consciousness
Spring brings us back to our senses, clearing the mind of any confusion about beauty and truth. It’s that time of year that earth inspires anyone taking the time to breathe in its infinite grace. It reminds us that beauty and truth are always right here. We just need to notice.
