Seasons In Love - Spring

A soil well rested after winter`s sleep of death Waiting anxiously to receive life`s new breath Seeds of potentiality sown, laboriously planted Not knowing whether fruits to them will be granted Blind, creative forces of nature flood the earth Soon, many a wondrous creature will be given birth Plants and animals themselves faithfully reproduce But a greater miracle the heavens will also induce Phoenixes use the souls of men as a nesting ground Their fiery selves resurrect from their burial mound A new beginning, birth of warmth and hope in the heart They slowly boil the blood with their alchemical art