In the dull Winter’s shroud
Spring’s voice stirs
Seeking light in the dreariness
Of skies of grey and where silence is loud
Beneath the coat of dull and chill
Spring tiptoes softly
A song of hope from a quiet earth
As nature slowly awakes, no longer still
In barren branches and frozen ground
Winter starts to yield to Spring
A prayer to resilience and hope
As green shoots are found
Now in Winter’s coldest and darkest day
Spring’s whispers are heard
She is seeking the light
And her spirit always finds the way.