Poem April 2, 1960 Issue

SPRING SONG

William Aubert Luce

To winter's troubled sleep must come the tide
Of April, with her lark note, virgin lawn,
Bud-heavy bough, and gentle rain. Inside
The wintered heart another spring must dawn—
A different April, full of penitence
And quiet hope. The chastisements of Love
Come softly, in the hush of reverence,
Like showers of forgiveness from above.
There is an April tenderness within
Each heart, a lark note yearning to be free,
A bud of truth to burst the sheath of sin
With silken petals of reality.

William Aubert Luce

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