IS IT SPRING TIME?

Is It Springtime?

I am alone and lonely in a lonesome solitary place
It’s cold and snowy, the snowflakes fall on my face
My weepy eyes are open; is there any hope—any sign?
My soul is freezing; isn’t there any sweet sunshine?
O my soul solicit solace and sing songs silently,
Though the skies sing songs of the wintry season,
And the stars dance to the tune of this season.
The fowls of the air sing the songs of springtime.
Oh, my soul smile; I know it’s springtime!

I’m alone like a lost crested crane on a lonesome bay
The palm trees are waving at me; it’s a windy day
I wonder, “Can a crested crane be without his crest-
Can such a crest-less crane give the world his best?
O my soul solicit solace and sing songs silently,
Though the skies sing songs of the wintry season,
And the stars dance to the tune of this season.
The fowls of the air sing the songs of springtime.
Oh, my soul smile; I know it’s springtime!

How many times must I pray for the crest; twice?
Trees have flowery crowns; did they pray thrice?
In your promises O God, my soul will always trust
Till your springtime comes and my winter is past.
O my soul solicit solace and sing songs silently,
Though the skies sing songs of the wintry season,
And the stars dance to the tune of this season.
The fowls of the air sing the songs of springtime.
Oh, my soul smile; I know it’s springtime!