When Spring comes the world begins to sing again. The birds start it all, says poet Mary Oliver, with their "soft and solemn and perfect music." Their songs form a loving chorus for the rest of us and fill us with "gladness."
Spring brings us the renewal of Nature, and reminds us we can survive the fiercest winters.
Gustav Mahler wrote Blumine (“Bouquet of Flowers”) and uses the trumpet in this musical piece.
Let Spring come. Let the trumpets blare our love and awaken us from our hibernation. The winter is gone, let us begin to love again.
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| Wood Thrush singing |
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