The stubborn Winter overstretched his stay,
Prolonged the abstinence of warmth and ray,
When through a cloud you broke and beamed at me
A sudden light that set my spirit free.
While tasks mundane absorbed my mind before,
My eyes were opened on a vernal shore,
Where joy could flow from sand or sky above,
And hearts again could feel the touch of love.
But Sol without a matching You would burn
The mate who false desire does not discern;
His loneliness mistakes a fantasy
For truthful love in searing ecstasy.
As droplets wash my grateful face I say
‘Farewell,’ and fresh await a brand-new day.
