Universal Yes

Finally, spring has absolved us of our transgressions as frost melts and dissolves into the leaves that will evolve into the longest days. This carousel of a planet tingles at the brush of the rain; the embrace of the sun who was embarrassed to evolve astride the light. Now her face is a tower on the horizon. The brilliance breaking the withered and weary into dancing bits of laughter. Giggles and spasms of joy in the presence of green and blossoms buxom and bold. Finally, the earth revolves toward the universal yes of abundance.