The glory of Spring
The smells and colors
Bring me such simple pleasure
Wafting through my home
The scent of sun-kissed lilac
Transports me to unending bliss
Gazing at the pink radiance
Of the crabapple tree at my front door
Stuns me with intensity of the color
The yellow and pink tulips
In their fleeting glory
Reward my eyes with joy
Bleeding hearts and jack-in-the pulpit
Add their touches in the
Collage of nature's painting on my yard
Soon the heavy blossoms of peonies
Will grace the environment with
Countless petals of fuchsia
What a wonderful month of May
I fall in love with my yard again
As each year brings forth Spring
Inhaling in the intoxicating
Sweetness pausing to give thanks
And exhaling as I feel myself at peace
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Musings of an INFJ
RandomAn eclectic compilation of writing from my perspective as an INFJ. According to the Myers & Briggs Personality Inventory, I fit into the INFJ profile. I = Introversion N = Intuition F = Feeling J = Judging It fits me so well that I realize a...
