Sonnet, The Moments Are Coming (From, The Lost Sonnets)

The moments are coming with spring again, Sweet are the days - when seedlings do appear Dearer more than words that I can write here: Flowers from the sleep that in earth have been; Broken chain of darkness - light now begin Give the shadows shades, death its lonesome fear, All the colors fresh that beauty now can share: Winter slowly vanish into the foehn. Love is like new spring when it starts to grow, Holding my heart's key with fragrance in the air And a bouquet of new roses in a vase; First there are its footsteps in the grey snow, Then there is a booming of growth everywhere: All of weary darkness away abrase.