Wednesday, 9 April 2014


By Ralph W. Emerson

April cold with dropping rain 
Willows and lilacs brings again, 
The whistle of returning birds, 
And trumpet-lowing of the herds. 
The scarlet maple-keys betray 
What potent blood hath modest May, 
What fiery force the earth renews, 
The wealth of forms, the flush of hues; 
What joy in rosy waves outpoured 

Flows from the heart of Love, the Lord.