In the universe there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors.
~ William Blake in THE MARRIAGE OF HEAVEN AND HELL
A blue-bell springs upon the ledge,
A lark sits singing in the hedge;
Sweet perfumes scent the balmy air,
And life is brimming everywhere.
What lark and breeze and bluebird sing,
Is Spring, Spring, Spring!