Is It Spring Yet?

Almost,child,Almost......

eOk, I won't get nervous about the 5-8 inches of snow that is expected today,if I am snowed in it will be an opportunity for play.......
Funny, the pull is lessened with that question, no longer a grasping sense of exasperation but a peaceful ease of release. A comfort structure in the everchanging, the roots hold the movement yet do not strangle the growth.
I am the river either in gentle flow or rapid resistance, whether in the narrow straits or the expanded lakes, in fluidity I am the form and the formless,clinging or allowing, flowing is constant. Up ahead is a dam my beaver friend is inside, he too awaiting the spring from his retreat. As I gently glide around his abode for an instant we merge,both ever gifted by the surge. We smile at eachother in deep love and honor as onward I continue. I swaped a piece of he and inserted a piece of me,equally exanged,together as we;never lost, forever blessed of our interdependent connectedness.
Much Flow!!

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