Miracle Called Spring
By Norman V. Olsson

Tendrils climb in exploration,

Deep roots increase their hold;

Everywhere there’s restoration

As nature grows more bold.

The greening time transforms the earth,

Tight buds burst into bloom—

We see the magic of new birth,

Smell nature’s sweet perfume.

God sends this miracle called spring

To resurrect the soul.

Its magic moves the heart to sing,

“I am alive and whole.”
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