The Springtime of Lovers Has Come
Springtime Poems
Poem by Rumi
The Springtime of Lovers Has Come
The springtime of Lovers has come,
that this dust bowl may become a garden;
the proclamation of heaven has come,
that the bird of the soul may rise in flight.
The sea becomes full of pearls,
the salt marsh becomes sweet as kauthar,
the stone becomes a ruby from the mine,
the body becomes wholly soul.
Poem by Rumi
Springtime is the land awakening.
The March winds are the morning yawn.
- Quoted by Lewis Grizzard
ROMANTIC
