A Tinge of Green
“He who binds to himself a joy doth the winged life destroy, but he who kisses the joy as it flieslives in eternity’s sunrise" ~ William Blake Spring gains momentum, Bow River swells with mountain pride,frost heaved ice floesbobble along indifferentlysurrendering to this,to here,to now;our word for this;seasons. Morphing back from whence it came,melding into nature’s circle divineice does not [...]