Eightball and Thundercloud's RANT

Our Little Rant by Eightball & Thundercloud
From InfoAve Premium Issue #79 - April 22, 2005
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"...And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow..."

(A. E. Housman "Loveliest of Trees")


After a particularly long and snowy winter, we have been blessed with beautiful April weather. The grass, once winter-brown springs green again and tulips and daffodils, that broke through the nearly frozen ground weeks ago, now bask in the brilliant springtime sun.

We are reminded again that seasons pass and nothing is so certain in this world as change. As summer approaches we realize that spring, with all its capricious and finicky ways, is but a short interlude between the harsh, raging winds and dreariness of winter and the stifling humidity and heat of summer. On these beautiful, breezy, spring days, it is so hard to sit here and work when I know that just outside the door a joyous revolution of renewal and rebirth is taking place. And, knowing that spring is only with us for a short time makes it all the more precious.

While spring continues its short reign we should all stop and remember that each of us has only a short pass upon this earth. This short time we are given gives us a sadly limited opportunity to enjoy the dazzling beauty that can only be created by nature's hand. For, what man-made thing could ever equal the beauty of sapphire-blue spring sky filled with fluffy white castles of clouds? What painting or thing made by the hand of man could ever equal the beauty of that first spring flower, which once seemingly dead, is now so beautifully alive?

The sounds of children, long silenced by blankets of snow and howling winter winds, now playing again in warmth of spring, the feel and smell of fresh, warm spring breezes, and the knowledge that spring seems the shortest of all seasons, remind me how important it is to take the time to enjoy the stage that spring has set before it is gone forever.

The trees, just hours ago it seems, stood barren and lifeless. Now, they are adorned with the refulgent green of newborn leaves dancing in the springtime breeze. I'm astonished, once again, at how quickly time passes. It seems to me just a few days ago, I was walking under the nitrogen-blue skies of autumn and marveling at the bounty of vibrant reds, oranges, and yellows emblazoning the trees as they prepared to slip into a deep sleep to hide from the long, dark winter. As each season comes and goes, I realize how precious each moment of my life is.

It is my hope that all of you who live in the northern hemisphere of our world, will remember that once this season has passed, we will never have the chance to go back and relive it again. Take time to enjoy this beautiful spring with your friends, families, and loved ones. Remember the precious gift of life and celebrate its rebirth this spring. Enjoy the wonders of nature and the beauty she paints. And, remember: You will never have another chance to live this moment, this day, or this season again. Enjoy this beautiful spring before it is gone.

"Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. And, today? Today is a gift. That's why we call it the present." (Babatunde Olatunji)

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