Spring Of The Heart

Spring time has begun (like the cracking of the rays of the sun at dawn) at some parts of the world. Living in a tropical country, I have only seen, summer, summer, summer and summer (I swear, no complaints!). But the rice fields of Narra,Palawan has given me, over and over again, a glimpse of what spring is like... I was at that time 15 ( a spring chicken) and I instantly made that strong connection with my inner self, my spirit...that when I see a young rice plant with its beautiful cool green color dancing in harmony with the every sway of the wind, I let go of a contented sigh, not knowing where to put the overflowing joy and calmness of the moment...It feels great to be alive...Those images and memories impacted me, and I carry them around.

After going through a lot emotionally- I have trudged from scorching deserts to sad winters--now my heart is dancing and basking in the glory and joys and beauty of spring...I have long awaited this, the spring of my heart...