Here march the eaters of earth, the swallowers of rain.
Feel happy and joyful like a fresh blooming spring flower.
Winter is the reason for the spring; he who loves the spring must also love its reason!
May, more than any other month of the year, wants us to feel most alive.
Easter is…Joining in a birdsong,Eying an early sunrise,Smelling yellow daffodils,Unbolting windows and doors,Skipping through meadows,Cuddling newborns,Hoping, believing,Reviving spent life,Inhaling fresh air,Sprinkling seeds along furrows,Tracking in the mud.Easter is the soul’s first taste of spring.