One cannot rush winter

one cannot make the earth warm

the buds blossom

the sparkling rains fall.


Each experience inhales and exhales

its own perfect breath,

the lessons within the moonless nights

and pelting hail.


Why wait?

Why struggle?

Spring is already here!


In this moment

the sun shines golden within,

the robins chirp

and the morning glories burst forth.


All with one glance

in the Beloved’s eyes.

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