I didn't get a chance
to feel the spring
but my heart felt
the summer
and its deep greens
and its musical waves.
And my heart felt
the autumn,
its explosion of colors
and its chorus of laughter.
And my heart felt
the winter
and its profound silence
and its light despite the dark.
But my heart can't wait
to feel the spring
and embrace its rebirth
and feel how all the birds that
sing
are me,
and all the flowers that
blossom
are you.
And we will sing
and we will blossom
towards the warmth of the sun,
towards the light of God
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