Spring, Spring, Spring

Our Solar Calendar year comprises 12 months, four seasons, 52 weeks and 365 days. The natural four seasons are Spring, Summer, Autumn & Winters. All the seasons are beautiful and life-giving, but people like some seasons better than others according to their nature. Today we are here in end of March and beginning of Spring season. This write up is about the Spring as a season loved by many.

Early Spring

By William Wordsworth

I heard a thousand blended notes,

While in a grove I sate reclined,

In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts

Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

To her fair works did Nature link

The human soul that through me ran;

And much it grieved my heart to think

What man has made of man.

Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,

The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;

And ’tis my faith that every flower

Enjoys the air it breathes.

The birds around me hopped and played,

Their thoughts I cannot measure:—

But the least motion which they made

It seemed a thrill of pleasure.

The budding twigs spread out their fan,

To catch the breezy air;

And I must think, do all I can,

That there was pleasure there.

If this belief from heaven be sent,

If such be Nature’s holy plan,

Have I not reason to lament

What man has made of man?



( The Book of Nature: Wordsworth's Poetry on Nature 

Spring 

by Charles Duke of Orleans

The year has changed his mantle cold 

Of wind, of rain, of bitter air; 

And he goes clad in cloth of gold, 

Of laughing suns and season fair; 

No bird or beast of wood or wold 

But doth with cry or song declare 

The year lays down his mantle cold. 

All founts, all rivers, seaward rolled, 

The pleasant summer livery wear, 

With silver studs on broidered vair; 

The world puts off its raiment old, 

The year lays down his mantle cold.

Spring Came Walking

by Annette Wynne

Spring came walking through the grass;

I heard her happy footsteps pass;

I went outside and took her hand,

And followed her across the land.

And everywhere we took our way,

The flowers called a holiday.

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“Spring and all its flowers now joyously break their vow of silence.

It is time for celebration, not for lying low;

You too - weed out those roots of sadness from your heart.”

~Hafiz Shirazi

" Be present. Make love. Make tea.

Avoid small talk. Embrace conversation.

Buy a plant, water it. Make your bed.

Make someone else’s bed. Have a smart mouth, and quick wit.

Run. Make art. Create.

Swim in the ocean. Swim in the rain.

Take chances. Ask questions. Make mistakes.

Learn. Know your worth. Love fiercely. Forgive quickly.

Let go of what doesn’t make you happy.

Grow."

~ Paulo Coelho

The ancient Japanese idiom, Oubaitori, comes from the kanji for the four trees that bloom in spring: cherry blossoms, plum, peach, and apricot.

Each flower blooms in its own time, and the meaning behind the idiom is that we all grow and bloom at our own pace.



It acts as a reminder that everyone has their own journey through life, and we should focus on our growth, and not compare ourselves so much to others, and to celebrate your individuality and your uniqueness.