Spring by Gerard Manley Hopkins

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……………………………Spring

Nothing is so beautiful as spring –
…When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
…Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;
…The glass peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
…The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling. 

What is all this juice and all this joy?
…A strain of the earth’s sweet being in the beginning
In Eden garden. – Have, get, before it cloy, 

…Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
…Most, O maid’s child, thy choice and worthy the winning.

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photo by Kevin Tuck at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/oNLoNb4/Spring+flowers