8 lines down Format inspired by a Tim Dudley-Smith hymn
BORN ANEW When Spring comes again not the warmth..nor the rain not the yellow ..nor the green not the grass or verdant scene; not the winds or blossom bright not the showers or more daylight; but hearing creation's new birth shouted aloud in sky and earth.
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