Spring

I've come full circle... It's spring again...
Did you miss me? I'm back... Hello my friend...
The trees are resurrected in a rich sea of green...
The long, cold winter seems like but a dream...
Where am I, and where have I been?
Is this absolution, or a mere pardon of my sins?
The new sun casts shadows of that lonely rope...
The dread of living has been replaced by hope...
Through the inky darkness has ventured a sliver of light...
With the spring rain comes flowers... And the end of night...