The morning sun is warmer now.
It
burns the chill of evening
Far
more quickly to a level
That
human flesh may tolerate,
Causing
man to celebrate
The
rebirth of his humble world
Rekindling
the spirit that
For
months lay cold and desolate.
Robins
greet the morning dew
As
daffodils reach for the sun.
Lilacs
speak a fragrance
Unlike
any other on this earth.
And
I am left to ponder
All
the wonders as I wander
Bearing
witness to the miracle
Of
newness, of rebirth.
Levels
of emotion peak,
And
love is in the springtime air as
Hope
revives its' flourish
And
anticipation grows.
Spring
reborn inside our hearts
Is
more than just a season.
Just
where it may lead us,
No
one knows.
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