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Spring bursts to-day,
For Christ is risen and all the earth's at play.
Flash forth, thou Sun,
The rain is over and gone, its work is done.
Winter is past,
Sweet Spring is come at last, is come at last.
Bud, Fig and Vine,
Bud, Olive, fat with fruit and oil and wine.
Break forth this morn
In roses, thou but yesterday a Thorn.
Uplift thy head,
O pure white Lily through the Winter dead.
Beside your dams
Leap and rejoice, you merry-making Lambs.
All Herds and Flocks
Rejoice, all Beasts of thickets and of rocks.
Sing, Creatures, sing,
Angels and Men and Birds and everything.
All notes of Doves
Fill all our world: this is the time of loves.
This poem is in the public domain.
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Christina Rossetti (1830 - 1894) was born in England to a family of great literary and artistic talent. A beauty who frequently modeled for her brother Dante and other respected artists of her day, Christina began writing as a child and published her first poem at eighteen. A kind-hearted woman who spent many years as a charity volunteer, Christina’s devout faith was often a central theme in the three books of poetry and four books of devotions she wrote during her life. Though her poems show up consistently in contemporary films, television shows, and musical compositions, her most familiar work is “In the Bleak Midwinter,” which, when set to music, became a beloved Christmas carol.
 
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Jancan:
Such a delightful, joyous offering for the day!
Posted 03/31/2024 10:41 PM
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Anastasia:
Such lovely images, bursting with vitality and promise!
Posted 03/31/2024 09:51 PM
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Wilda Morris:
Lovely!
Posted 03/31/2024 08:46 PM
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jayne:
I do remember that anthem, Bill. You've written some great ones!
Posted 03/31/2024 07:08 PM
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EstherJ:
Beautiful imagery and wordplay, symbols of forgiveness, new life, and a new relationship with God just by asking
Posted 03/31/2024 10:14 AM
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forrsher2:
Jayne, do you remember singing my anthem based on this poem? Obviously it was inspirational for me!
Posted 03/31/2024 09:03 AM
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