Delirious on the crest of a wave,
Gliding in the midst of a cool, delicious current,
I luxuriate in a soft lofty breeze.
I smile. I laugh. I delight in my own renewal.
The renaissance which is spring
Cleanses the rigidity of winter:
Trees and flowers unfurl buds and leaves
Wearing the orange of creativity.
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This captures the spirit of the season well. Very nice!
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