“Spring, your luminous face
resembles the face of the Friend
have you borrowed it from Him?
You are a feast for the eyes
yet your essence is hidden
like that of the soul.
The trials of winter are over
beautiful rose, lift your head and smile
the thunder has announced the arrival of spring.
The lily urges her young buds
to open their eyes and behold
the splendor of the Garden.
Stirred by the wind that carries
the sweet scent of union
the branches dance in celebration.”