In these days when the stone is moved, when the rays of a spring sun stream into the cave to disturb the nest where you slept and follow you down the slope to warm your back while you drink from the cold stream, pregnant with the melting snows, there is an awakening, an awareness of something growing within you that with gentleness and an openess to the new will blossom into a bright and glorious season.


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