Spring Air

Laying on my back, I watch the stars glimmer in the night sky. Birds sing their midnight songs, resting peacfully in their nests. Crickets chirp and cicadas sing, hidden in the swaying grass. The warm spring breeze blows over me, willing me to close my eyes, and rest until dawn comes. The soft scent of the blooming flowers wafts across my meadow, reminding me of spring days past. Night turns back to day, with the pink light of sunrise slowly creeping over the horizon. With the sun comes the birds, out looking for a meal for their newborn chicks. Their beautiful melody fills the air, and calls for other life to begin.