The sun rises. Taking center stage above billowing clouds. Its radiating brilliance signals spring's first flowering blooms. A breeze gently carries fragrant gerbera across flowering fields. Bees buzz, as birds sing their glorious spring songs. Listen, do you hear? Nature's wildflowers are nestled between tall grass and milkweeds. Spring at its best ! There is a calming feeling, when spring takes hold. A sensual pleasure, if you must, Nature's silent love can been seen, if you only know where to look. Look there, and over there ! Spring is in the air, but can you really see ?Birth sign: Virgo
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