<img src="https://blackphoenixalchemylab.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/hope-and-spring-main-image-scaled.jpg" alt="Allegory of Hope by Jan Thomas van Yperen"
And as, in sparkling majesty, a star
Gilds the bright summit of some gloomy cloud;
Brightening the half veil’d face of heaven afar:
So, when dark thoughts my boding spirit shroud,
Sweet Hope, celestial influence round me shed,
Waving thy silver pinions o’er my head.
This series was initially slated to go live after the Vernal Equinox, but we moved it forward because what began as a song to springtime and a farewell to winter’s last frosts has, due to circumstance, taken a strange and melancholy tone. This is an ode to spring, a choir-song of courage and renewal, and – hopefully – a small beacon in the encroaching darkness.
[Plus a little dash of snarky irony from Ms. Brontë just to keep it real.]