There is nothing more magical
than being in the barn
right before a torrential spring rain.
Horses munching on green hay,
The sweet smell of grass starting to rise up ,
Birds in a frenzy announcing the impending shower.
It feels like healing.
The announcement of new life
all over and everywhere around
It releases all of the sludge
from the season of icy indifference.
Maybe my heart is waking up?