Hooray for May or May Minuet

 For as the earth brings forth its bud...

In Ontario buds are on the brink of bursting into glorious hallelujah...

We watch, already breath-taken by the prelude!

Bright bolts of flower-fabric unfurl with flamboyant flare

Where emerald backdrops emanate from worlds, long bleak and bare

The woodland, draped in olive haze of lacy filigree

Beckons both feathered busker and bumbling humanity

Where mercy’s favor is renewed the farmer plants the field

He labours yet must learn to lean on He who grants the yield

Lord pray, first green will burst with gold and gold with harvest hymn

As earth becomes a fountain where bud and seedling-hope brim

Now garden dreams run rampant like a stream after spring-show’rs

Forgotten are the aches and pains of toil’s back-breaking hours

Where mosaics of morrow’s posies bloom in flawless form

And culinary conceptions take thought’s tastebuds by storm

Wild apple-orchards dapple hillsides in pastel chiffon

Like ballerinas poised to twirl as the music turns on

And we all become boys and girls, in heart if not in skin

As May melts chill winds with romance of sunbeam’s dance and grin

May’s Masterpiece Creator dazzles sweeps of sky and sod

Mankind, the awed spectator strolls art-galleries by God

The wonder-pangs that Beauty both kindles and satisfies

Since time began grants glimpses of a Perfect Paradise

Three cheers for May, a pansy-lilac-hyacinth-hooray

A sit-a-bit and take a quick half-aft-noon holiday

To drink the ink of poetry not snared on pages yet

To watch while earth becomes a stage for nature’s minuet

© Janet Martin

Isa.61:11

For as the earth brings forth its bud,
As the garden causes the things that are sown in it to spring forth,
So the Lord God will cause righteousness and praise 

to spring forth before all the nations.

Minuet Dance

(reminds me of sunbeams, breezes, butterflies and blossoms)