Optimism.

Can you hear what I hear? or see what I see?

The sounds of a season changing

the sights of spring emerging.

A rustling deep within the earth

as new growth gently begins to form,

 and dormant life begins to stir.

A stretch, a yawn, a sleepy head shaken,

a bud, a shoot a flower awakens.

A new beginning a chance to be taken,

a landscape of hope, a dream in the making.

Can you hear what I hear? or see what I see?

Or is it  ‘just raining’!