From Pablo Neruda’s “Oda a la primavera”:
kisses from the lips of carnations,
roses in scarlet tides . . . .
your elfin hands and the hands
of the people make magic,
when on this earth
fire and love
caress your leaping
pearly feet,
when
you, spring,
come into
the houses
of all mankind.
It will be no sin to love you,
deranged dahlia,
crazy acacia—
my beloved,
to stand by your side, your scent
and your abundance, without regret to love . . . .
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Love in the Spaces 
Lovely, Stephanie.
Thank you, Cynthia! I think I like the rain even better than the spring sun. They do make a nice team.
Very beautiful! Lovely colors.
Thank you, Amy! I appreciate your coming back to the blog.