Spring comes, poised within time's breath,
Holding winter's absolution, its promise
Of renewal, its cleansing, the bliss
Waiting in the shadows of April's season.
How I long to know its music,
Its taste of sweet restless wind, its scent
Of rebirth, and the touch of days spent
In impatient want and wonder!
How I wish to sing in uplifted voice,
And let the lyrics carry me
Into the joy of spring's reality,
Affirming winter's forgiveness.
Take me now and steal my breath,
Let my spirit embrace this season.
Play for me chords of nature's music
And leave my soul in awe and wonder.
Let acceptance spill into my voice,
Long in need of its own forgiveness.
submitted into the Anyhing Goes Challenge
host: Simpleman (John)
This poem was inspired by a piano composition by Donovan Johnson. He has given me permission to include the link to his music page on MySpace and his blessing to share my poem's title with the title of his compostion.
Link to the music : http://www.myspace.com/donovanspiano/music/songs/forgiveness-86501779
By Myrna D.
© 2012 Myrna D.
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