In the spring’s tender blush, life stirs anew, With blossoms awakening, green shoots arise; The earth, once silent, now bursts into song, And the chorus of life reaches high to the skies.

Buds open wide, as hope blooms in hearts, Each color a promise, each fragrance a dream; In this season of growth, my spirit takes flight, With nature as my guide, I follow the stream.

• Sigbjørn Obstfelder