Rebirth

Upon the lonely steed I ride
towards the shady glade,
to where the fairies gaily dance
on springs fresh esplanade,
I sight the buds
with heavy dew,
and pass the moss
with northern view,
the crocus cries
her merry tune,
thru' scarlet dawn
towards the moon,
and there am i
with open eyes,
to greet the sun
which lights the skies,
In all of this
we stand united,
rebirth has
our souls ignited,
Spring has come
and life is new,
and brings with her
a wondrous view.