Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Spring can't come too soon!

 
O Such a commotion under the ground,
When March called, "Ho there! ho!"
Such spreading of rootlets far and wide,  
Such whispering to and fro!
"Are you ready?" the Snowdrop asked,
"Tis time to start, you know."
"Almost, my dear!" the Scilla replied,
"I'll follow as soon as you go."
Then "Ha! ha! ha!" a chorus came
Of laughter sweet and low,
From millions of flowers under the ground,
Yes, millions beginning to grow.
 
"I'll promise my blossoms," the Crocus said,
"When I hear the blackbird sing."
And straight thereafter Narcissus cried,
"My silver and gold I'll bring."
"And ere they are dulled," another spoke,
"The Hyacinth bells shall ring."
But the Violet only murmured, "I'm here,"
And sweet grew the air of Spring.
Then "Ha! ha! ha!" a chorus came
Of laughter sweet and low,
From millions of flowers under the ground,
Yes, millions beginning to grow.
 
--by Ralph Waldo Emerson 

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