saguaro cacti

the owl catches it's prey

hot, dry breeze; green flash

what happened to my year?

it seems like just last week the trees were getting buds on their branches.
the skies were gray and the rain passionate.
soaking it up, climbing trees to get a closer look.
the cycle has completed and we are back again,
spring time will be here too quickly,
then summer, fall, and winter.
each season my body and mind changes,
i am liberated as the flowers and leaves are.
i am ALIVE and the wind is being knocked out of me,
COME BACK TO LIFE, it is progressing into spring.
splash in the puddles, and dance your heart out with the rain.
take a deep breath, you have just been born again beautiful blossom.