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Spring Come my beloved let us walk am


Come my beloved let us walk amidst the knolls

For the snow is water and Life is alive from its

Slumber and is roaming the hills and valleys.

Let us follow the footprints of Spring into the

Distant fields and mount the hilltops to draw

Inspiration high above the cool green plains.

Dawn of Spring has unfolded her winter kept garment

And placed it on the peach and citrus trees and

They appear as brides in the ceremonial custom of

the Night of Kedre.

The sprigs of grapevine embrace each other like

Sweethearts and the brooks burst out in dance

Between the rocks repeating the song of joy

And the flowers bud suddenly from the heart of

Nature like foam from the rich heart of the sea.

Come my beloved let us drink the last of Winter""s

Tears from the cupped lilies and soothe our spirits

With the shower of notes from the birds and wander

In exhilaration through the intoxicating breeze.

Let us sit by that rock where violets hide let us

Pursue their exchange of the sweetness of kisses.


Let us go into the fields my beloved for the

Time of harvest approaches and the sun""s eyes

Are ripening the grain.

Let us tend the fruit of the earth as the

Spirit nourishes the grains of Joy from the

Seeds of Love sowed deep in our hearts.

Let us fill our bins with the products of

Nature as life fills so abundantly the

Domain of our hearts with her endless bounty.

Let us make the flowers our bed and the

Sky our blanket and rest our heads together

Upon pillows of soft hay.

Let us relax after the day""s toil and listen

To the provoking murmur of the brook.


Let us go and gather grapes in the vineyard

For the winepress and keep the wine in old

Vases as the spirit keeps Knowledge of the

Ages in eternal vessels.

Let us return to our dwelling for the wind has

Caused the yellow leaves to fall and shroud the

Withering flowers that whisper elegy to Summer.

Come home my eternal sweetheart for the birds

Have made pilgrimage to warmth and lest the chilled

Prairies suffering pangs of solitude. The jasmine

And myrtle have no more tears.

Let us retreat for the tired brook has

Ceased its song and the bubblesome springs

Are drained of their copious weeping and

Their cautious old hills have stored away

Their colorful garments.

Come my beloved Nature is justly weary

And is bidding her enthusiasm farewell

With quiet and contented melody.


Come close to me oh companion of my full life

Come close to me and let not Winter""s touch

Enter between us. Sit by me before the hearth

For fire is the only fruit of Winter.

Speak to me of the glory of your heart for

That is greater than the shrieking elements

Beyond our door.

Bind the door and seal the transoms for the

Angry countenance of the heaven depresses my

Spirit and the face of our snow laden fields

Makes my soul cry.

Feed the lamp with oil and let it not dim and

Place it by you so I can read with tears what

Your life with me has written upon your face.

Bring Autumn""s wine. Let us drink and sing the

Song of remembrance to Spring""s carefree sowing

And Summer""s watchful tending and Autumn""s

Reward in harvest.

Come close to me oh beloved of my soul the

Fire is cooling and fleeing under the ashes.

Embrace me for I fear loneliness the lamp is

Dim and the wine which we pressed is closing

Our eyes. Let us look upon each other before

They are shut.

Find me with your arms and embrace me let

Slumber then embrace our souls as one.

Kiss me my beloved for Winter has stolen

All but our moving lips.

You are close by me My Forever.

How deep and wide will be the ocean of Slumber

And how recent was the dawn!.

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