Renewed is life now it is Spring,
what was in earth, in womb, in tree
unseen and small, is peeping out,
is given birth, is blossoming.
I see the flowers almost here,
my fingers pick the first of them,
I smell the new born lamb, the blood
that lingers on its mother’s rear.
Now sunshine warms up the cold ground
the land is waiting for new life
and sounds of birds are everywhere
as they are mating all day round.
Be here with me in this new way
we start again where we went wrong
be close to me now, make us one;
apart we wouldn’t bloom a day.
I made the photo this morning on a friend’s farm