
As the cold subsides and the snow turns to rain
So also do men’s hearts yearn to see the life of nature again.
With that same fervor that yielded cold and snow
Nature now produces life that begins to blossom and grow
The mist and cloud that absorbed even the sun
Now rolls back to reveal a world that is now hidden to none
The forest and snow-capped mountain
Is transformed into blooming life bubbling over like a fountain
With a heaving sigh and a whistling farewell
the winds of winter yield their occupations in forest and dell
the warmth of spring sets the frozen waters to liberty
as the warm soft ground begins to germinate and sets new shrub and flower free
With screams of delight and curiosity unleashed
Little children go forth and feel the growing ground beneath their feet
With new plant to discover and new butterfly to catch
Nature’s new adventurers go about in happiness as the door to life is unlatched
The new fawn learns to walk as a baby bird begins to chirp
And moles go about in the forest homing in the turf
The foals prance on the meadow as their mother looks proudly on
And roosters alike go through the dike to crow loudly at the dawn
For everyone spring is a season of joy and plenty
A season that starts life anew with all of its growth and beauty
To whom do we owe all of this life and grandeur? This beauty? This goodness?
It is God, my friends, who showers all of his blessings on us.
-J. Thomas Schutzman

1 comment:
Thomas,
Here's another occasion of serendipity as well...mmm...
I can not tell if there's any similarity anymore--all I can say is that we share the same Eternal and Divine wellspring of Holy inspiration...
Keep writing... and I'll keep reading... deal?
A good friend once said - I may criticize her work as well -- a stranger gave permission as well but I would rather give my reflection and personal interpretation and then asked if it's close to what he/she intend to convey...I can give criticism --I can very well let them know I may disagree but when it comes to poems and prose I'd rather give my personal reflection...
Spring Where Art Thou?
Oar2Oar
Gripping stone cold ice
Detained and hypnotized
Cloaked in silence singing
Life wooed unrelenting
Searched for reasons
Answers bloomed in season
Night gave birth to beauty
Morning announced its glory
Spring where art thou?
Make an entrance bow
Long drawn expectation
Unrehearsed anticipation
Echoes of joys in rhapsody
Serenade of love’s melody
Free hearts openly entwined
Blending will and mind
As nature Grace mended
And death Life conquered
Spring where art thou?
Make haste and endow
Songs of colors enticed bold and bright
Courage and might, dreams of light
Perfume filled breeze whispered
Life’s parade waltzing unfettered
Wrapped and soaked in sheer splendor
Simple beauty inspires love to adore
Soft wind caressed each leaf and petal
Safely nestled among grateful mortals
Spring where art thou?
Be true to your promised vow
This piece was coined last Spring when it was too cold and I really thought there won't be any Spring at all...
TL
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