Sparkling newtime, rain gently falling
New lives in the fields abound
In my hand, beauty I am holding
A lady beetle, I have found

Lovely springtime, colour enthralling
As flowers rise up from the ground
A mother bird in the distance, scolding
Is this the same world, once icebound?

Is this the same snow-covered forest
That on my way to love I passed?
Through which begone, all feelings honest
Became insane and overcast?

All joys and passions were awaken
At once when nature's cold white bed
By her delicate hands was shaken
To wave like warm green fire instead

But just as all things come to pass
This too shall end one day
Snow clouds shall again fill the sky
Like my life, it is Nature's way

I look beyond, however
Past bad times, much like the snow.
Winter does not stay forever
It just tends to come and go.