Sodden leaves besmearthe patchy snow.The few birds thatbraved the winterchirp forlornly inboney branches tothe dirge-like dripof melting slush.A brooding sun sulksbehind leaden clouds,lugubrious and glum. and then— The sky splits.A shard of blue,sharp as joy,pierces the gloom.Sunlight strikes the snowigniting diamonds—and the world inhales.

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