In the spring time not only the plants awaken, also the animal world enriches the nature to new splendor. Everything crawls and flies wherever the eye can see. It is a beautiful sight every year, how life begins anew.

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The Dew and the Bird

There is more glory in a drop of dew,
    That shineth only for an hour,
Than there is in the pomp of earth’s great Kings
    Within the noonday of their power.

There is more sweetness in a single strain
    That falleth from a wild bird’s throat,
At random in the lonely forest’s depths,
    Than there’s in all the songs that bards e’er wrote.

Yet men, for aye, rememb’ring Caesar’s name,
    Forget the glory in the dew,
And, praising Homer’s epic, let the lark’s
    Song fall unheeded from the blue.

Author: Alexander Posey (1873-1908), public domain.
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