Your Spring…

has come early this year.
The air is warm.
The earth gives up its cold.
Ice becomes fresh water.
Trees and people wake from their winter slumber.
So it is with me.
I am waiting for Your spring.
Tired and frosted, my face turns towards Your sun.
Out from snowy darkness and bathed in light.


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