~ Upon A West Virginia Spring ~


~Upon A West Virginia Spring ~

Oh, muse who lightens heavy heart

With sight, scent and sound

Amongst these rolling hills

Where beauty does abound

 

These eyes open in wonderment

The sights I now behold;

Winters grip is wanning

As Natures arms unfold

 

Intoxicated, I do inhale

The crisp, pristine air;

The essence of purity

Spring boldly does declare

 

The fowl, the creature choirs

Reach crescendos on high

With praise and glorification

That rebirth is so neigh:

 

“Hear the bounty of budding trees

Whisper secret soliloquies

That waft as gentle sighs

Towards flawless azure skies”

 

Oh, muse who lightens heavy heart

With sight, scent and sound

Amongst these rolling hills

Where beauty does abound,

 

Thank you for a morning spent;

These eyes open in wonderment!

© O’Prunty

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