Spring Gods

The bee hums to flowers.
Wind spreads pollen.
The gods of spring arrive.
Voices heard in the whisper of wind.
The worshipped Sun greets.
They have slept through the cold. Stretch their limbs in shadows.
Praise the ancients as they wake the world.

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