Song Of Spring

New air,

The first in the world

And light as spirit imbibed,

Holds the scent of morning.

And there is twittering

Of innumerable birds,

Joyous as the magnolia buds

In voluptuous opening.

For all things are expressing

Their being in timeless rebirth,

The song of spring

Once more alive.

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