The many moods of spring give wonderful inspiration for art. There are so many metaphors in the season of spring to life. A new beginning is a prevalent theme. The old coat of winter is thrown off, and a bright new garment is adorned. The colors of spring evoke gayeity and new hope. The yellow daffadils blossom with exuberance, and the lime green grass spreads the landscape with color.Yet there are the storms of Spring, the rain, the foreboding clouds that roll in, with the promise of change and clearing the path for new life, and the nutrients of new beginnings taking hold.
I love the earth in this state of growth and rebirth. The soul of spring is one of hope and change, renewal, and evolution. A flower sprouts from the dry soil, unfolds in the warm sunlight, is nourished by the wet rains, and becomes a beautiful petaled wonder. The clouds and winds of March, the purple dark skies, or brisk sunny days, are bringing in a new season, a time that never was before, and never will be again. After a long harsh winter this new change is welcomed and anticipated with joy.
As I walked through the brown dusty road of my neighborhood this afternoon, the melting snow was shrinking from its drab grayish color. The air was still, an occasional bird fluttered to a treetop. I imagined the change coming, when in just a few weeks new blades of tender shoots would crop up out of nowhere. A new color, green, would be on the move. So soon, the bleak dormancy of winter would fade away, and a burst of new color, warmth and sunshine would replace it.
“To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven”~ Ecclesiastes 3:1