It is cool but the sun is bright
The sky is blue and cloudless
Crocus are blooming and a robin has been seen
The first geese have returned
Flying in formation across the sky
And swimming silently in the lake
Trees have started to bud
Yes, spring is surely in the air.
The yellow ribbons are now tattered
Silent reminders of a war now ended
But a peace not won
Of suffering multiplied
Old hatred flaming out.
A mind once agitated right now is calm
The muted sounds of the city are heard
In great pain a door opens
Out of doubt faith springs
Out of loneliness new hope arises
That out of disorder and fragmentation
A community will be born.