A promise of spring

And then she smiled back at me and the day suddenly got brighter.


Still walking through  those greys and monochrome nuances and days.

With a pretty undecided spring things are not easy.


One’s soul is somehow  thirsty for life, for colorful storms  after the dull winter months.

He needs to breath, to get inspired, to feel rejuvenated


Awaiting to hear the blades of grass growing, to spot  the millions of  buds  opening widely.



Yet  nothing seemed doing the trick until spotting this young lady who  broke the rules.

No  symmetry once or ever, no scent.


Just a bouquet of electric  colors to resonate deep inside you with  the joy she felt for another day, another spring, another year.


Her joy for bringing the  promise for a wonderful spring.




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