Space-ful intake

All of these growing pains these soul felt movements from these tectonic plate of an emotional joint spurt are as major as the shift of this breeze blowing preventing a wild fire from burning down a whole town As if spring won't bounce in and isn't consistent As if the vibrations of the bees buzzing isn't enough to make you notice the weather all of these colors popping pushing me to propel my perspective upon this seasons personality I mean vibrant flowers I exhale when I think I inhale when I blink I need a clean slate I've spent all of my words on new beginnings just to leave this motion picture of a canvas blank This path is set.. Clarity I've met This is the scent of a spring setting somewhere in America