My husband brought home tulips for Easter; I've been enjoying watching them open their sweet faces to the spring sun. Makes me think of the opening verse of that wonderful song by the Wailin' Jennys, Bird Song:
I hear a bird chirping up in the sky, I'd like to be free like that, spread my wings so high. I see the river flowing, water running by, I'd like to be that river, see what I might find. I feel the wind a-blowing, slowly changing time, I'd like to be that wind, I'd swirl and shape the sky. I smell the flowers blooming, opening for spring, I'd like to be those flowers, open to everything.