Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Spring












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:

Anonymous said...

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