Spring Sunrise

The swelling mother of dawn,
Crawling outward from the gloom,
Bending night like the grass,
And curling the mountains away.

Shimmer, oh twittering dawn,
Full of birds, and bees, and busy things,
The gurgling brook beckons,
And the maiden goes to bathe.

Trill, my lovely cardinal,
Red crest slicing the air so brave,
Dancing amongst the leaves,
Of last autumn’s descent into chill.

Sing and rejoice, for spring is here,
Laugh and be merry in dance.
Like the glistening dew,
Be the jewels of the morning.

Rise, oh fair maiden from the pool,
Do not be ashamed of God’s divine gift.
Embrace the morning sun,
Hold close the shining new day.

Splash, goes the beaver,
In his pond of sticks and mud,
Yearlings swim and play,
While mother feeds her pups.

Laugh, oh nymph of woman blooming,
In your springtime of life,
Be good and kind to others,
And give honor to your mother.

Rejoice, oh creatures of the day,
Partake in the rising of beauty,
Give thanks for the green, and kiss the petals.
Dance in the flowered fields of May.