After the Winter…

After the Winter Comes Spring

After the winter

Always comes spring.

The heavy quilt of snow

Melts and cleans

From the threes 

All of dust gathered in fall.

Spring nurtures the seeds to grow

And creates the songs

 Of the rivers, creeks and waterfalls.

Spring heals the wounds, 

Gives hope

 And the soul feels light, 

Ready to fly, ready to dance

With the playful wind.

Spring awakes

New happy thoughts.

The heart follows the bits

Of the reborn nature. 

Spring builds a bridge 

Between hearts in love.

By Petrouchka Alexieva