As season interfere with bio rhythm.
One adopt with one's body to the harsh natural influences.
When season change. The calendar shows a different drawing since some days, March the third month of the year. March can be mean. You think you're entering softly spring but it's teasing you with all kind of strategies. The cold from winter is suddenly out again, there where you excepted sweet temperature, slowly dance into the new season, the fresh start, the singing bird in the early morning. Not true. Cold nose, red skin, lips too red and irritated. The sky seems yellow when I look up and count the tiny velvet cotton-like mimosa.
March is unfair to my allergy girl and even to me, she suffers and feels nothing is without a reaction anymore, I feel cold like ice in my head where it seems an ice cube waits to melt. Tiny thoughts in March, the steps to take me to the other side of the rainbow. To discover the sparkling gold and the sun will finely embrace Spring.
One adopt with one's body to the harsh natural influences.
When season change. The calendar shows a different drawing since some days, March the third month of the year. March can be mean. You think you're entering softly spring but it's teasing you with all kind of strategies. The cold from winter is suddenly out again, there where you excepted sweet temperature, slowly dance into the new season, the fresh start, the singing bird in the early morning. Not true. Cold nose, red skin, lips too red and irritated. The sky seems yellow when I look up and count the tiny velvet cotton-like mimosa.
March is unfair to my allergy girl and even to me, she suffers and feels nothing is without a reaction anymore, I feel cold like ice in my head where it seems an ice cube waits to melt. Tiny thoughts in March, the steps to take me to the other side of the rainbow. To discover the sparkling gold and the sun will finely embrace Spring.
