Cygnet Choir

A gathering of young swan,
a morning awaited for so long.
The spring ceremony begins
as the cygnets sing.

"See how the leaves, green and wild,
turn themselves to the sun.
The lily fair, among her hair,
Gaia steps lightly, bringing joy and life."

Terminating winter, white banished
from the surface of the earth.
The sun, formerly obscured by dark clouds,
emerges from the Labyrinth Above.

Winter's wraith is blown away.
A warm caress descends upon the land.
The lark on the hill, I by the windowsill,
and he and I sing across valleys of endless breeze.