Cold and wet
Barren and scarred
Is there anything there?
Spring shows
Warmth and light
With patience and hope
New things sprout
Burst free from their shell
No one can know
What stays hidden
Waiting to bloom
Lying in wait
Cold and wet
Barren and scarred
Is there anything there?
Spring shows
Warmth and light
With patience and hope
New things sprout
Burst free from their shell
No one can know
What stays hidden
Waiting to bloom
Lying in wait
Beautifully lyrical!