the season to be joyful is now

I smell the spring, and the summer
coming this way.
I see its light!
and I hear its life budding.


God asks us to sacrifice so little!
And he gives us so very much.


Oh man of the city
in the valley
under the shadow of death,
do you think you are prudent?


Because if you are not lifting your eyes 
to the heaven above;
and if you are not cleaning your space
and making room for joy,
then
you are not.

24.02.2011ti