The Spring Song

Awake, my heart, to the spring song ringing, As blossoms swell in a riot of hues, The earth hums beneath the gentle touch, Of sun-soaked days and fragrant nights, Where love is reborn in every tender leaf.

The brook bubbles with laughter anew, Dancing on stones long-in-waiting, While the sky, a canvas of blue and hope, Overspreads the world with dreams of warmth, In the embrace of life’s perpetual dance.

• George Mackay Brown