As seeds grow in the nursery of earth, there where life is born. Their path is forged

Leaves and animals then rejoice in the abundant nourishment, celebrating the coming

Of nature’s innocence, it’s wealth. And denounce its begotten scourge!

And forget its wretched darkness, always looming, always doming

I beg of you, please tell me. How is it that you know?

How is it that you know a flower needs a butterfly to survive?

Do you know as they just do?

And do they cherish it like you and I?

—o—

For the time again has come, my beloved, to live the intendment of life

Radiating from our sun, like that of a child who is yet not born

To breathe in love, the one that exists as rife as it is immortal

The one that is free and cloaks under endless forms,

As there are no real words for happiness and life,

For the very letters of the words linger in the boundaries of a fatalistic nick

Failing to carry their gist and duty as that of a candlestick made to light the galaxy,

Or the use of powerful spirits in curing the inebriate

Alas, nothing can truly describe what I feel as we converse, bond and lust

Perhaps an oneness that frightens and enlightens my soul in such scale

With a passion like that of a stampeding tempest but yet so chaste that I to God himself I trust

To pledge my heart to be sealed in yours, as otherwise my existence would surely fail

And lose the simpleness of it all,

The scent of a blooming rose, the majesty of a rainbow or of my love

As they all subsist within me through the balance of your smile.

You are my verse, my white dove!

A treasure that saves me, keeping me away from my warring precedents

You are my first rain of the season, cleansing away fears. You are an Angel

And my element, and forever my hope’s spile

As without you my dear in my every morrow, I would play in a tragedy

In which I‘ve already perished

My dawn would never come, and my being would lie frozen in the perpetuity of death

As you’re all that I am and more

And you are all of these, all without motioning a purpose!

You are my candle and my glow.

Thus now as our time has finally come and bowed,

To live and nourish

With what we’ve been endowed

It is our time to flourish, yes! That is what I see

Spring, my love, come to me, and thus may it be