Spring what a wonderful season.
The weather is fine.
Everything is blooming.
All the colors seem bright, the blue of the sky and the sea, the green of the fresh grass, the red and yellow of the flowers.
The world is so lively.
It is easy to fall in love in the spring.
It seems God is smiling to the world.
Somewhere along the coastline of Israel.
Splendor In The Grass
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.
A poem by William Wordsworth
Photomontage and digital painting created with photoshop.