a beautiful emergence.

Every year the seasons change. Time is constant and it forever continues and thus the seasons carry on and cycle and stumble into one another. Yet for some reason, the energy of new life that comes with the beautiful emergence of spring always takes me by surprise. It takes me by surprise in the best way possible. Life drags on through the endless end to winter and without noticing so, we too are dragged on in the dullness by default. It feels as though the revitalization by spring has sprung rather quickly this year. Nonetheless, it feels good. There is a slight buzzing in the warm air that feels like hope, smells like anticipation, and practically begs for contentment and joy from all.