Oh Nature, how quick you are to move on! And how our hearts stay behind. We mourn lost lovers in winter and into the Spring, while your flower blossoms and you peolwane’s sing!
While we cry tears for last year’s pain, one of your other stags is grazing in the plain. Oh how we wish sometimes you could wait a while, you could give us some time to to thaw our hearts, and put together our broken spirits, and to part with these sad thoughs.
We pray that when the lilies bloom and bursts of Sun fall in beams and touch the ground, may Our hearts, our sad, grieving, empty hearts, with them together bloom.