March Winds (Night Wind)
Blowing away the doleful debris of winter
Sweeping away the dreary clouds,
Blocking the needlepoint lights
Sweeping away the dusty veil,
Till we see clearly the one star
Risen in light no sepulcher can contain!
April Showers (Color Storm)
Rinsing away the reluctant remains of winter
Cleansing mother earth
That she may give birth
To the multifarious foliage
Of the Master Gardener!
Splotching the green clad canvas meadows
Brushing the coarse soft backdrop
With perfect pastel accents
Painting a smile on earth
With the merry palette
Of the Master Painter!