This is the season of the great resurrection,
echoed a million times over in stunning synchronisation
as myriad sleeping flowers come swiftly back to life
and burst through their buds to paint the world bright.
This is the season of the rising, conquering sun
gaining on the darkness and proving it has won
as light dawns stronger with each passing day,
banishing the lingering sense of ever-present grey.
This is the season of new beginnings on overdrive
as hope overwrites death with the indelible pen of life
and broadcasts loud and lush that at last all will be well,
decking trees with blossom and ringing uncountable bluebells.