betwixt

           (Mozart claims he does not know who chewed those leaves)        

testing the waters

        seems fitting spring begins here the origin of life          

begin

  A very sweet light is spreading over the Earth like perfume.  The moon is slowly dissolving and a boy-sun languidly stretches his translucent arms…Cool murmurings of pure waters that surrender themselves to the hillsides.  A pair of wings dances in the rosy atmosphere.  Silence my friends.  The day is about to begin. ~ Clarice Lispector