For Winter’s rain

For winter’s rains and ruins are over,

And all the season of snows and sins;

The days dividing lover and lover,

The light that loses, the night that wins;

And time remembered is grief forgotten,

And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,

And in green underwood and cover

Blossom by blossom the spring begins.


Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837 – 1909), from  Atlanta in Calyden (1865)

Andrea Jackson The Holistic Celebrant

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