The long and lonesome winter nights
thawed in Spring's intoxicating breath
embalmed with the message of rebirth
loud in the breaking of riotous green.

Both earth and heaven are possessed
by the religion of life's resurgence
being preached in growing evidence
of chirping birds and released rivers.

I wish I were a blade of growing grass
under the ocean-blue sky unfrosted
by the first legion of sharp sunlight
shaking to the core winter's fortress,

Feeling the tender caress of breeze
drinking from the spring night rain.
And when you tread upon this field
I will be among the myriads waving.
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