In the calm of a breaking dawn,
the fairest flow’r of spring has sprung
to break the curse winter had wrought
on the once desolate wasteland.
And all the earth with praises sang –
the hope for heaven was restored
The fairest flow’r of spring has sprung
to sanctify the tainted world
where mourning to dancing was turned
“Alleluia!” the angels sang
“Victory had been snatched from death,
The fairest flow’r of spring has sprung.”
Life comes back in spring. Life was restored on that blessed Easter morning. The common theme wrought spring and Easter together at least in the (Christian) believing mind. The thought of these two events always brings joy and, therefore, a smile. And I had even more reason to smile (about this spring) because at last, I have seen real snowdrops growing in the city woods. I thought that was a special time.