All photos and texts created by Vanessa Vox
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As spring's dark clouds draw near, trees gleam bright
"Leave now," roars the sky's might,
On winds' wings, I take flight.
The green sweeps swiftly across the land,
Dandelions lift their sunny faces skyward,
A meadow alive with insect hums.
Gleam and dance with such finesse, trembling in the gentlest breeze?
Is there a sight that can more please, than the hint of life's relentless press,
In buds so small, yet full of might, in leaves of vibrant, youthful green?
Where inside blends with out, and walls don the sky's fray,
The past's gentle breath stirs, under the watchful day.
In this romance of senses, to touch, scent, and see,
I wander and revel in nature's wild scenery.