I feel at last the drumbeat of the Earth as the soil awakens,
Hear the siren song
On the gentle west wind
The lusty smell of upturned clay
The dank odours ,Leaching from the soil
Beneath my upturned boat
As a furtive robin
Comes chirping from the fringes of the hedgerows
The sky seems higher and the dome more open and receptive
And with a sideward flirting glance- so biddable
And the billowing clouds skirt and skin across the heavens
Like a little girl dancing across the school stage
Shy and coy
Impish and triumphant
As she spots her parents
in the front row ,
Of the school musical
And she’s a princess for the night,
I know my gloom is lifting
And the defeat of winter is
Scurrying with the wind
And the hope of optimism is neigh-
So near I dare to touch its fabric
Kiss its sweet lips ; awakened
Chaste ; But oh ! So Sweet
My goddess has arrived .
Sweet Spring I welcome you
With every cell of my vacuous tissue;
For I am lost without your caress,
The comfort of your close embrace
The silken feel of your promise
Like a lover in repose
Spring - Take m now
To your tender bosom
For I have yearned this day all winter,
And feared mightily
When your Sun dipped below the ecclipse
Before the equinox.
But , let us be jubilant
Oh ! Joy! - You have arrived !!
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