“No Winter lasts forever, no Spring skips its turn.
“April is a promise that May is bound to keep.”
– Hal Borland
Ahhh, April! Stand we now on the cusp of spring, the season of rebirth and renewal.
Behind us, winter reluctantly slinks back into the cold cave of its slumbers. For long months, it has reigned supreme. But now, finally, it is retreating; beaten, vanquished, cowering in defeat.
Oh, how we have waited. Through those short, gloomy days and long, cold nights we could almost feel the life draining from us. We were teased with days of sun and thaw, only to see the ground covered the next morning in yet another blanket of white.
“We need spring. We need it desperately;
and, usually, we need it before God is willing to give it to us.”
– Peter Gzowski
But finally, the relentless cold, endless snow and ice is fading, replaced by gentle, warm breezes. The grass that seemed to be beaten and crushed when it emerged from beneath the snow is struggling to its feet, the blades in silent chorus bringing forth an oratorio of green.
From deep beneath, the bulbs planted in the cool breezes of autumn are sending their green shoots into the world, reaching hungrily for the sun and sky. Soon, their flowers will emerge; their cheerful and vibrant colors will give life to a garden’s canvas. Across the open fields, wildflowers will bloom, the sweet smell of violets gently scenting the air.
The clouds will come, the rain will fall, yet it is embraced by plants and trees. Gone is the somber detritus of winter, for beneath the gentle showers, the world is becoming clean again.
Though April showers may come your way,
they bring the flowers that bloom in May.
So if it’s raining, have no regrets, because it isn’t raining rain, you know, it’s raining violets.
– Buddy G. DeSylva