Your warm face, Spring,
brings love and forgiveness—fresh
herbs of speech. You say,
Humans! Created Ones!
Here I am—I am your Spring.
After every winter, be born again
from the last hard, bitter days
into bold blossoms that smile on the lips
Spring, you hold, promise memories
of togetherness and empathy.
You are the symbol of love and forgiveness.
We learn a new life from your buds.
Let us learn from you, Spring,
how to fly and make color welcome all.
Let us learn to dust the magic of friendship,
to make smiles from the gray, white lifelessness
of winter into the promise of your Rebirth.
This work was supported by the Fetzer Institute.