A Harp Poem for Spring

I had this poem saved years and then lost it, but found it recently in the Celtic Mandala Desk Calendar by Jan Delyth.

The willow

whose harp sung silent

when it was withered in winter,

Now gives forth its melody---

hush! Listen!

The world is alive.


Thomas Telynog Evans
nineteenth century.

And yes, finally, the world is coming alive again and Spring is starting to show her many colors. Our grape hyacinths are beginning to bloom, the crocuses are lovely, and so many bulbs are just about to burst forth into color. Just a few more days of sun and we will be truly blessed with colors abounding.

Hope Spring is blessing you, where ever you are.

Blessings

Duncan