Spring

Listen to the birds in the sky
They sing their songs for you and I.
They swoop and duck and dive so high
Performing in God’s open sky.
See, green hills of every hue,
And trees bending to nature’s will.
Wild flowers surprise, with sudden appearance and colour,
Their glorious scents wafting up to the heavens.
The rustle of leaves, the hum of the bees,
All for me, to savour and watch in wonder.