The Blessing Of Spring Poem by Timber Koleden

The frosted earth, a slumber deep,
Now wakes to whispers, soft and steep.
A gentle rain, a cleansing tear,
Dispels the winter's chilling fear.

The sun, a painter, bright and bold,
On thawing streams, a story told.
Of crystal clear, a flowing grace,
Reflecting skies, a smiling face.

Young hearts ignite, with joyful sound,
As laughter echoes, all around.
A symphony of happy glee,
Upon the breeze, wild and free.

The feathered choir, a chorus sweet,
With melodies, their praises meet.
From branches high, a vibrant song,
To God above, where angels throng.

Spring's gentle hand, a wondrous art,
A vibrant bloom, within the heart.
With every breath, a whispered prayer,
For life renewed, beyond compare.