Snowmelt under the bluest mountain

sky

and the flowers

the wild, wild flowers

announce in ecstasy the arrival

of the new birth

of everything.

.

And the bees,

button-small,

on shimmery raindrop wings

glittering like hidden springs

drink from a trickle of water

running over the dark and ageless stone

before taking to the air.

.

In the dark they will build

the six-sided cathedrals

of springtime.

.

_{Copyright 2020 Cherise Mabb}

_{Photo by Nate Foong on Unsplash}

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