SvgGrdnBeauty
04-05-2005, 02:08 AM
Early Springtime
Never a day has my soul been reborn
As today it proved to be
The sun seeks her springtime bed
The wind whistles through my hair and the trees;
This morning, dark and cold
I reflected on human faults
And sadness invoulunterily
Locked my happiness in a vault
But soon I opened my prison gates
To the first official warmth of spring
And behold! I saw the Spirit everywhere
Alive in everything!
How foolish I had been to forget
To let moods catch me off guard
But thankfully my joy was replenished
By my ever-loving Lord;
And so April does carry on
But to me a lesson has been taught
Though sometimes the mornings maybe gloomy
I should never lose the blissful, afternoon springtime of my heart
Never a day has my soul been reborn
As today it proved to be
The sun seeks her springtime bed
The wind whistles through my hair and the trees;
This morning, dark and cold
I reflected on human faults
And sadness invoulunterily
Locked my happiness in a vault
But soon I opened my prison gates
To the first official warmth of spring
And behold! I saw the Spirit everywhere
Alive in everything!
How foolish I had been to forget
To let moods catch me off guard
But thankfully my joy was replenished
By my ever-loving Lord;
And so April does carry on
But to me a lesson has been taught
Though sometimes the mornings maybe gloomy
I should never lose the blissful, afternoon springtime of my heart