There's a luminosity found in May
Daffodils are on display
The intrigue of another day
And the perennial chance to start all over again
A goddess in the early morning
Appears before us without warning
With cascading hair and spirit soaring
Sailing over sycamores on the magic of the wind
I'm feeling focused and empowered
Speaking softly to listen louder
Looking to my next encounter
Surging over whitecaps on a churning, cresting wave
In the resurrection of the light
After a long and fitful night
There's a reassuring sight
The illusion of a dream in which I can believe
My pulse beats inside my wrists
A rainbow of eternal bliss
Arches over the vast abyss
The truth is only seen by those with wonder in their eyes
I'm humming with a new vibration
Like waking up from hibernation
Buzzing with glorious sensation
The nascent green is gleaming under utopian blue skies.
There's an optimism in the air
Watch it blossom everywhere
Inspiring hope and dispelling fear
The eager expectation of a bright tomorrow
A grateful yellow sun will rise
A fleeting sense that I can fly
The whole wide world below is mine
Splashed with the spectral radiance of May's golden glow.
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