Ode To Spring Poem by Gert Strydom

I

Lovely spring, like an enchanter freeing
the hard dry earth from being dead,
the first of your works I am seeing

while sprouts appear from winter’s bed
on branches blooming flowers glow
in colours of white, yellow, pink and red

while the early summer wind does already blow
more flowers are rising from the grave by your magic will
while your powers works high and low

from the marsh up onto the hill
and there is new life everywhere,
that comes so suddenly from your great skill

while insects, bees and birds flutter in the air
and not a single leave is shed
while in flowering you take great care

while like a princess you veil covers your head,
your wedding dress over all of nature is spread.

II

Your helpers are busy with a big commotion
while into the air with pollen they surge,
while your kingdom stretches over land to the ocean

and from existence, time’s verge
to earth you have constantly life given
with happy awakenings from winter’s dirge

constantly to supreme beauty you have striven
as if by magic coming from fortune’s height
and away you have the touches of winter driven,

away you have swept that dark dying night
while rain fell water are flowing in streams,
back you have brought frivolity and sheer light,

you have turned whimpering screams
into the magic of coming summer dreams.

III

Where you come there is no fear,
no suffering that you bring,
only the jolly songs that one hears

as more and more flowers are awakening
coming to the summing of what joy should be
while your presence is gorgeous and striking,

a gift with love that is coming totally free
while you rush about at great speed,
to nature are bringing growth and tranquillity

coming at a time of dire need
to transform over night when winter is gone
while unseen suddenly you proceed

bringing fruits and the summer on
as of all seasons you are the loveliest one.