#Monthlyauthorchallenge initiated by
I will not repeat myself saying again how much I miss Spring. Instead, I will let Rainer Maria Rilke praise this sweet season. 🙂
Early Spring
Harshness vanished. A sudden softness
has replaced the meadows' wintry grey.
Little rivulets of water changed
their singing accents. Tendernesses,
hesitantly, reach toward the earth
from space, and country lanes are showing
these unexpected subtle risings
that find expression in the empty trees.
Check out the challenge started by me and , SeasonChallenge. We would love to learn about your impressions towards the Winter (these being the theme until 28th of February).
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