When Winter Nods Its Head to Spring

There’s a certain freshness in the air
When winter nods its head to spring
Walking outside
I can’t help but smile

Gleefully
Instinctively
I breathe in deeply
Inhaling grace
Exhaling anxiety

A celebration of rejuvenation
As everything sheds its past

The sun reintroduces itself
Gently casting warmth upon my cheek
The brisk breeze greets me
With the most jovial vigor

The hibernatory cycle winds to an end
Passing the baton
To the spirit of rebirth
To new beginnings
And to new adventures