
Rain. Sun. Warmth. Snow.
It’s not easy giving birth to a new season.
You get fevers; you get chills.
All that life relentlessly pushing its way
into the world, unfolding its forms.
Oh, the winds here! Oh, the sky!
Oh, the song!
~ A Joy Warrior's Journey
Rain. Sun. Warmth. Snow.
It’s not easy giving birth to a new season.
You get fevers; you get chills.
All that life relentlessly pushing its way
into the world, unfolding its forms.
Oh, the winds here! Oh, the sky!
Oh, the song!