As Spring Draws Near

I stood on a long, golden curve of earth while red birds and white birds tumbled around me.

I walked on a wide, blue plain as stars swirled slowly through the dark of night.

I held the warmest wind in my hand.

I watched the first moth flutter up from the sage.

I caught the first scent of damp earth.

Spring is near.

--Mitchell Hegman 

Photo: Front Range of the Rockies.  Taken (by me) on June 19, 2011.