The balance tips toward the light.
Now is the time to start
A journey or a garden bed;
Plant with a happy heart
The seeds of dreams. Wake, senses, wake!
Smell the moist soil that brings
Forth juicy green from its dark depth.
Hear how the river sings;
The waters nourish and renew.
Feel gentle balmy breeze
Caress your skin. See sun’s bright light
Awaken grass and trees.
Now taste the joy. And like the earth
You are refreshed and new
And full of energy to plant,
Begin, create, and do.
- Agnes Krampe