One Evening, In The Spring

Perfect moments are not always collectively shared and experienced. What can be profound to one, another may look upon with indifference. But if you’re blessed enough to reach certain ages in life, there is a time and a place that most of us experience the purity and the magic of first love. The neurologist can explain the biological effects of this. The brain is after all,  a thing of wonder. But for the artists, poets and dreamers, it is the heart that matters. It is the heart that does not see facts, or cynicism, or systematic, rigidly defined functions in the experience of first love. It sees a world made new. As it dances through the universe, it sees the universe within itself, one evening, in the spring.