A riot, an explosion, a conflagration of colors;
Spread across the land according to the laws of the Creator.
Brilliant yellows, dark forest greens, gentle pinks, and dazzling whites;
A collage of colors burst forth from the earth.
Every spring, life comes springing up like a colorful jack-in-the-box
With a big stupid grin, silly hat, and surprising you when you least expect it.
Silly, ignorant humans; always being surprised by spring springing
like we’d never seen such a sight before.
Yet if I was never surprised, and maybe even a little bored with the prospect
of the rejuvenation of life every year; would life be worth the living?
Count me among the silly and stupid for if I were to live for a thousand more