That Spring beauty
-it can take your breath away.
Mountains rolling green.
Sunlight bright. Bright.
Puffy white clouds
gentle. Fluff-filled blue.
Dappled light
washes
dips
washes
rises.
Anoints golden sunlight.
 
Beautiful day.
Calls
me
to
itself.
Mountains call.
Rolling splendor.
 
Come out. Come out with me.
and
Be.
 
And how-
how cannot
just soak,
soak
in sweet,dripped light
rain-washed breeze.
These mountains-
This Spring day-
calling
out
to me.