Sound intones the first note of all that is and will be. Bright light and dust clouds move like fire expanding mass force into vastness that once was word.... celestial radiance.
Spring is the first season of all beginning- running free born as desire and pure intent white as the rose of old innocence unshaken by wild storms of past duration. Quietness rests now that night is gone.
Distant peaks emerge....clear as day. The hermit's lantern turns to guide the way. Hermit's Way - F. J. Rogers