She strides the Earth

She strides the Earth
in her green gown
and where she strides
new life is sown.

Living, growing, spreading, flowing;
flowers thrusting free from seedlings;
striving; pushing; thriving; breeding;
Nature’s armies marching on.

Everything shimmering like an emerald sparkling;
Spring like the saviour redeeming winters soul;
Spring like a lost love suddenly returning home;
Earth like a mute’s mouth that bursts into sudden song.

So beautiful! Incredible! Uprooting me
from the cold spell that’s seized upon my heart.
So powerful; the flame of life inspires me
to play, within her song, my solo part.

Long live the Spring!
All hear its song.
The Sun is the king.
The winter is gone.