Among the sunlit spring
And silent sleeping flowers
A memory awakens
Of fruitful giving powers
A softly shining form
With many coloured wings
Lays her hands on naked earth
And prays to living things
Shadows dancing on the water
Something near and yet not there
In the sleeping barren lands
By the strength of giving hands
The green of spring will spread
Whispers to the quiet night
To let tomorrow come
Warmth is glowing in her trail
The spell is nearly done
Shadows dancing on the water
Something near and yet not there
In the sleeping barren lands
By the strength of giving hands
The green of spring will spread
Shadows dancing on the water
Something near and yet not there
In the sleeping barren lands
By the strength of giving hands
The green of spring will spread