awakened and now ready to spring forth
are buds of bloom that now ensoul the north

and everywhere I hear the song of birds
their happy symphony ensoul my words

and by the sea the sails are filled by wind
this sight of joy ensouls me, make me kind

I walk in grass that’s wet from morning dew
become ensouled and thus again renew

in silence walk with you, it us ensoul
embrace and thus together we are whole