june 2010 069Today I wanted to write a poem.

Whisper of Spring

Dance maiden dance,
let your feet bring the ground to life,
may your hair fly behind you,
that the web of life may be brightened with your sparkle.
Sing sweet maiden, that the birds might echo your song,
whisper to the wind, that it will blow away the winter cold.
Dance dear maiden to the song of the earth and the sun,
and the seedlings just beneath the soil.
Make music, oh maiden of the spring,
that the land will come alive with your brightness,
cover it with your mantle of green,
and where you tread may flowers grow.
Dance dear maiden, the dance of spring,
that we might breathe with hope again.

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