Spring is here!

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Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment.

Ellis Peters

  

In those vernal seasons
of the year, when the
air is calm and pleasant,
it were an injury and
sullenness against Nature
not to go out and see
her riches, and partake
in her rejoicing with
heaven and earth.

John Milton

 

Praise with elation
Praise every morning
Spring's re-creation
Of the First Day!

Eleanor Farjeon

   
  
The air and the earth interpenetrated in the warm gusts of spring;
the soil was full of sunlight, and the sunlight full of red dust.
The air one breathed was saturated with earthy smells,
and the grass under foot had a reflection of blue sky in it.

Willa Cather

  
 

It was a perfect spring afternoon, and the air was filled with vague,
roving scents, as if the earth exhaled the sweetness of hidden flowers.

Ellen Glasgow

 

Morning

The year's at the spring
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hillside's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn:
God's in his heaven--
All's right with the world.

Robert Browning

 
Today, look at the blue sky, hear the grass growing beneath your feet,
inhale the scent of spring, let the fruits of the earth linger on your tongue,
reach out and embrace those you love.  Ask Spirit to awaken your awareness
to the sacredness of your sensory perceptions.

Sarah Ban Breathnach

  

When the snowdrops push their green spears through the earth
I know that spring has arrived, and each year I think
what a miracle it is.  No matter how long the winter,
how hard the frost or how deep the snow, Nature triumphs.
No season is awaited so eagerly or welcomed so warmly
as spring. . . . Each year I am astonished by the wealth of flowers
the season gives us:  the subtlety of the wild primroses and violets,
the rich palette of crocus in the parks, tall soldier tulips
and proud trumpeting daffodils and narcissi.

Sheila Pickles

 

Nothing is so beautiful as spring--
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;
The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.

What is all this juice and all this joy?
A strain of the earth's sweet being in the beginning
In Eden garden.--Have, get, before it cloy,
Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
Most, O maid's child, thy choice and worthy the winning.

Gerald Manley Hopkins

 
  

Parting from the Winter Stove

On the fifth day after the rise of Spring,
Everywhere the season's gracious attitudes!
The white sun gradually lengthening its course,
The blue-grey clouds hanging as thought they would fall;
The last icicle breaking into splinters of jade:
The new stems marshalling red sprouts.
The things I meet are all full of gladness;
It is not only I who love the spring.
To welcome the flowers I stand in the back garden;
To enjoy the sunlight I sit under the front eaves.
Yet still in my heart there lingers one regret;
Soon I shall part with the flame of my red stove!

anonymous Chinese poem, ad 822

  
 
Putting In the Seed

You come to fetch me from my work to-night
When supper's on the table, and we'll see
If I can leave off burying the white
Soft petals fallen from the apple tree.

(Soft petals, yes, but not so barren quite,
Mingled with these, smooth bean and wrinkled pea;)
And go along with you ere you lose sight
Of what you came for and become like me,

Slave to a springtime passion for the earth.
How love burns through the Putting in the Seed
On through the watching for that early birth
When, just as the soil tarnishes with weed,

The sturdy seedling with arched body comes
Shouldering its way and shedding the earth crumbs.

Robert Frost
  

Lord of the springtime, Father of flower, field and fruit,
smile on us in these earnest days when the work is heavy
and the toil wearisome; lift up our hearts, O God,
to the things worthwhile--sunshine and night, the dripping rain,
the song of the birds, books and music, and the voices of our friends.
Lift up our hearts to these this night and grant us Thy peace.  Amen.

W.E.B. DuBois

 
  

The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another.
The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.

Henry van Dyke

 

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Spring is when you feel like whistling
even with a shoe full of slush.

Doug Larson

  
   
"It's so beautiful!" she said, a little breathless with her speed.
"You never saw anything so beautiful!  It has come!  I thought
it had come that other morning, but it was only coming.
It is here now!  It has come, the Spring!"

Frances Hodgson Burnett

   

If spring came but once in a century instead of once a year,
or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake
and not in silence, what wonder and expectation
there would be in all hearts, to behold the miraculous change.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

   

  

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