There was that afternoon when we were alone together, for the first time. Really alone, and free to be ourselves at last. Only now do I see that the change was in me, as the empty part of me began to fill. Open my senses to the Glory of your presence, where I fail to perceive. We live only in relation ship to our knowledge of You.
Spring is the time for life anew.
Do not come 'til it beckons you. Ungrow, until Spring beckons you .