On Sunday 21 Mar 2004 02:32, Tamar Raine wrote:
> The scents of spring bring joy,
> The orange blossom trees secrete their sweet,
> Strong fragrance in the coolness of the evening,
> One cannot help but feel intoxicated,
> Ready to fall in love -
>
> Along a busy street, other sweet scents greet me,
> Baby birds make their first flights,
> The warm weather awakens my soul,
> There is joy, there is hope,
>
> At a nearby pond,
> The waterfall causes shadows to move
> In mysterious ways,
> Almost like the Aurora Borealis
> The light in the trees shifts and bends,
> Sparkles and shimmers, like a dancer
> Wearing a transparent golden scarf.
>
> The earth’s magnetic force is heading south,
> As it has done every several hundred thousand years,
> Navigational equipment must be recalibrated,
> And people in the southern hemisphere
> Will see the stunning aurora borealis
> Until, once again, Mother Nature returns
> These lights to the north
> Just as she brings back spring.
>
> March 9, 2004,
> Tamar Raine
>
>
> Tamar Magenta Raine
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>
> Oakland Mayor's Commission on People with disabilities

Very evocative Mags. Figure LA a bit further advanced in the Springtime stakes
than cold dank UK!!

Cheers

Deri