Earth's familiar atmosphere.

Dog Spring
Kate Reddy

Do you miss dog spring bounding in
With its rife colors on green
Stalks, the lightheaded air
Earth’s familiar atmosphere
Carrying the longing of cut grass
And flowers, radios waves, voices flowing
Infinite combinations of
What did you say? Where are you going?
I thought it all might stall
In acknowledgment, in reverence. It didn’t.
No, tulips, bees, and sparrows
Still pop, hover, and fly above the ground
Where your particular bones
Turn to stone
To be skipped across some light
Reflecting water in an unknown lake,
Spring rises in its lovely, maniacal way.

(From the Orion poetry exchange here.)

The elements came together

Just the sound of your heart in your head.

 
"Like the sound of a page being turned in a book/Or a pause in a walk in the woods"