Winter’s over. And the death we endured Dissipates into the fading darkness. Dawn awaits us. In the springs of delight, Philosophy fills our forgone failures. The stone is cast. But the paths are forgiving; All that remains is the will to persist. Share this:Share Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr