Blossom Dancing

Blossom dancing
Maidens glancing
At the swain upon their arm

Music playing
Couples swaying
To the rhythm of the dance

Come now Springtime
Come now warm-time
Wave the cold and blues away

Begone Winter
Ice's splinter
Sunshine makes the sap to rise

Blossom blowing
No-one slowing
At the climax of their first dance

Laughing, falling
Joyfilled, loving
Spring again its adoration is fulfilled


Terry Rhiannyr
March, 2012