Oh Spring
Who waits so patiently behind Winter's white curtain of cold
Do come into us and wrap your warm tendrils of love and beauty
around us, replacing this bare, stark world that enwraps
us presently with your beautiful world of warmth and
colors a plenty
Oh Sky
Who shelters us all year round
Open up your eyes and cry the tears of rain
Letting the moistness of your drops help germinate
the seeds beneath our Mother's impregnated skin
Oh Sun
Who hath been hiding from us for so long
Come out and shine upon us with your infinite source
of warmth that will bring to us an abundance of
joy and happiness
Gazing upon us with your seemingly endless source of heat
that emanates from your rays of light that dance upon
our skin and bring us luminous sight
Oh Grass
Who tries to stand tall through it all
Become fully green and soft again, so as to give us a place
to lay our weary heads when we do tire after a full
day of play
Letting your blades of grass tickle the between of our toes when
we let our feet roam freely over you
Oh Flowers
Who patiently wait to come alive with many kisses of colors
Bloom, bloom, bloom and do open up for us, so our eyes can
behold the true beauty that you do offer to us so unselfishly
Oh Bushes
Who mostly stand bare and seemingly stoic
Bring forth your beautiful green foliage and delicate little
flowers that some of you have to offer, that do bloom
so lovely
Oh Trees
Who stand naked and strong all Winter long
Come, come, come alive with your plentiful green leaves
that do fill you out so beautifully
For you are our respite from the heat on those hot Summer
days that are sure to come to us after Spring's end
and with Summer's begin
Oh Birds
Who doth flee to escape Winter's harshness
Return again, return outside our windows, and perch
upon a branch and sing to us Spring's melody
of beauty and joy
For our ears do long for your singing during the time
of passing silence that does come to us when you
do flee South for the Winter
Oh Spring, do come into us
For we have been waiting far too long for you to
free us from this dark, cold, cavernous cave of
Winter and deliver us out onto your wide open spaces
of warmth and beauty that you do bring to us in your
Seasonal call
written by Savannah Skye
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