Gifts Of Blossom

The green in the clamor of coming spring With feelings of summer like butterfly On to the moments of azure born sky When love will be young in a heart to sing Carrying the flowers of peace and new thought With the unsullied breeze that comes here through Colors abandoned in winter's cold furrow Now again glowing and to the front brought Gifts of blossom in wholesome reverie Offerings in the sun filling each day Brimming joys on to its living every Now by structures of passing disarray All the hope coming from silences going Filling new mornings with freshness showing