‘Through the coldest winter we sought the light,
to the spring when the seeds greeted the moonlight.
The batterfly cocooned in stomach had left the nest,
only to spawn the miracles off the chest.
Summer, the time of fruition
No more hanging onto substitution.
Memory lost shall be found via musical clues and scent in the mother air.
Glorified and forgiven, making us stronger.
Now eyes see more shades. Just to be reminded of your
Beauty. The colours. Don’t care.
Blinded by beams of energy on broadcast. Giant steps carried.
The frame might appear tender yet well riped more than ever.
Fear being tamed. Love being released.
Fresh attire. Smell the air.
It’s now all clear
I am part of you.’
This hint-of-spring mix was premiered at nessradio.com on 24th April 2015