✨I'll never forget these spring days, the hot sun rays, the lockdown phase.
The air is warm, yet toxic, good for your health, yet dangerous to it.
I can't say how I felt last year, but now these days seem so rare, and the end seems so near.
Daffodils, tulips, sit in front of me, a pretty picture in a world of war, what a place to be.
Then, I think to myself, if they could be here right now, in this paradise, they might just see.
The beauty, innocence the world still can offer, the buzzing bees that soon will suffer.
Maybe then, the world would know, that in its darkest times, a light will glow.
In the darkest slumber, nature will conquer, this never ending haze, of these spring days.✨
