Spring is finally underway in the far northern reaches of Pennsylvania. Would you like to take a walk in the mountains? Here's a breath of sun to tuck away as the work week begins.
Listening to the sound of the river, PINK like flesh pounding with the heartbeat of dawn.
Roots washed in the trickling cold, RED for the pounding chase in the night.
Majestic over hills of moss, YELLOW cuts deep and sees what we would hide.
Tipping in the gusts, WHITE burns with the purity of love unyielding.
Twisting from the ashes of the world, GREEN for the victory of every living thing.