
Spring Song
suddenly daffodils,
tulip green lapels
under morning sunlight:
songbirds alight
leafless branches
bursting
with tender tree-buds —
can you hear the voice
of the turtle dove?
my heart pirouettes
with gladness
because the promise remains
unbroken:
morning joy comes
after nighttime
weeping
winter’s dark despair
once again
births a million
almond blossoms.
D. G. Vachal © 2024
Imagery by Alexander Gresbek



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