There are inspirations that the Lord has given in times past, and I’d like to share them from time to time. Like this one:

Spring, her features more subtle than the riotous beauty of her cousin, Summer, appears on her own terms, coaxing life from Earth’s barren womb. She charms us with her beauty and grace, as she drives away the shivers left over from winter’s cold unfeeling days. She renews the cycle of life with her gracious warmth and soft array of bud and bloom and welcome colors amid the drab. When all is said and done, I, for one, will forgive her uneven temperament and capricious nature. She is my inspiration; my hope in the renewal to come.
© Mid Stutsman 2006

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