Another Year Of Spring Renewal:
Oh blade— waking without fanfare into spring
Rejoicing in warm sunshine, you sing
Of frozen ground— snow melting
And the cycle of life, of renewal; in growing—
Hail to the carpet of grass beneath my feet—
I hear your voices— in green, you speak.
All those have taught me Holy things
Have been fallen angels
Trying to gain their wings—
Dear cresting wave, carry me dead
Above the waters of illusion
—And let me live in Truth.
~ Amen ~