Solar fires blazing down
Melting snowflakes on the ground
Crystals soften, disappear
Signs of Spring soon to be nearBeneath the crust, bulbs come to life
Stretching upward, straight and right
A shoot of green, the sun it seeks
Above the ground it finally peeksTwo leaves appear and then two more
Along the stem a bud will soar
And then with all its strength and power
The swelling bursts into a flower.
From Whence you Came