Saint Spring Anew

A poem about the rebirth of spring.

Divers Daffodillies and a sea of many lilies,
Swayed in the newly freed zephyr.
Such a sunny sea, a honey sweet sea
Glazed in trees and heathers.

Blue dawn tea flowing above chicks and fawns,
Reach thine finger, touch the tea whilst it dances.
For its flat form takes shapes in lachrymose dawn.
Then cloudbursts charge, with raindrop lances.

And seas collide, Winter's suicide.
Sky's flesh tears, glory falls and sunlight churns.
Newly replenished flowers doth bloom in beauteous tides,
Young Saint April, thou hath Returned!