A light exists in spring
Not present on the year
At any other period.
When March is scarcely here
A color stands abroad
On solitary hills
That science cannot overtake,
But human naturefeels.
It waits upon the lawn;
It shows the furthest tree
Upon the furthest slope we know;
It almost speaks to me.
Then, as horizons step,
Or noons report away,
Without the formula of sound,
It passes, and we stay:
A quality of loss
Affecting our content,
As trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a sacrament.
(Emily Dickinson)
Image © by Merisi
Beautiful post
ReplyDeleteYou were lucky catching a moment of sunlight out of the very few moments like this this month!!
ReplyDeleteA cheerful shot!
ReplyDeleteAnd you have captured the light and the very spirit of Spring.
ReplyDeleteWhat a happy photo! There is nothing better than witnessing the arrival of spring. I just looked through your last several posts, and am looking forward to seeing Vienna in person soon!
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