Springtime in the Sierra

The sun bursts forth with a radiant glow,
Rivers swirl with laughter, cascades refrain;
In the embrace of the meadows, beauty does flow,
With wildflowers blooming, a colorful chain.

Ice melts away, and the joyous streams dance,
Echoes of life resound, with each little leap;
In valleys, through mountains—a wondrous romance,
Where blissful horizons stretch vast and deep.

Let us rejoice in the splendor of spring,
For nature awakens, with love at her core;
In the Sierra’s arms, our hearts take wing,
In this sacred season, forever explore.

— John Muir

• John Muir