Night the prosecutor
displayed his cruel hand.. showed
experience passed through his black
prism. Light became dark
through his eyeglass..
and turned into damning evidence.
But the falsely accused
awoke in the morning
to a meadow as far as the
eye could see.. miracled
with April..
one by one each bursting
lupin.. stood up and took
a stand
..other blooms followed
.. until the army of
the night was completely
vanquished
I BELIEVE IN SPRING
I BELIEVE IN SPRING
I BELIEVE IN SPRING ETERNAL