Spring is in the Air

by Juan Antonio Cordova

Spring is in the air? Is it not in our inner person as  it
gives  forth the invisible qualities veiled to the naked eye?.

Perhaps, itís an ensign, a promise, a seed in fertile
Soil, unlocked by April showers freshness.

Resurrecting natureís dormant treasures: pines, roses,
Apple orchards girded in a glorious pageantry of life..
Into peaks and valleys of our existence we go spreading our
wings like mighty Eagles for greater flight and greater heights. 

No Remembrance of the cold winters behind us; but enjoying
Every second lifeís contrasts: a journey, repose, a mountain,
A valley, a robin, a baby. 

Grateful for the arrayed of unselfish friends, which can only
Give once the harsh adversities of the long winter of life
	Is far behind us. 


I dedicate this poem to a friend of 26 years; Al Slocum! May the
Lord bless you and keep you! Al, thanks for the encouragement.

Spring is in the Air by Juan Antonio Cordova

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