When spring pours its gentle light,
and flowers bloom beneath warm rays so bright,
a wind of sorrow has touched your heart,
and in your soul you feel a deep, dark part.
Someone hurt you, tore from life what’s dear,
took what was beautiful, left only fear.
And in your thoughts, resentment creeps,
revenge devours, shadows over you it heaps.
But spring, in all its splendid glow,
calls you to forgive, to let the anger go.
Love like Jesus, with a pure heart shine,
for only through forgiveness a new world can align.
If you hate, if you seek to destroy,
you lose your path, your light, your joy.
Forgiveness is key, love is the gift,
through you it can bloom, a gentle uplift.
Do not let evil steal your smile,
for only love can lift you all the while.
Forgive with faith, with tears and cheer,
and let spring bring rebirth near.
Do not forget those who caused you pain,
instead of hate, help them grow again.
Through your forgiveness, hearts may mend,
and in place of withered leaves, peace can ascend.
So forgive unconditionally, without end,
for only then true freedom will descend.
And spring will be a miracle to see,
where you and others bloom truly free.
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 5:06 AM UTC
When spring pours its gentle light,
and flowers bloom beneath warm rays so bright,
a wind of sorrow has touched your heart,
and in your soul you feel a deep, dark part.
Someone hurt you, tore from life what’s dear,
took what was beautiful, left only fear.
And in your thoughts, resentment creeps,
revenge devours, shadows over you it heaps.
But spring, in all its splendid glow,
calls you to forgive, to let the anger go.
Love like Jesus, with a pure heart shine,
for only through forgiveness a new world can align.
If you hate, if you seek to destroy,
you lose your path, your light, your joy.
Forgiveness is key, love is the gift,
through you it can bloom, a gentle uplift.
Do not let evil steal your smile,
for only love can lift you all the while.
Forgive with faith, with tears and cheer,
and let spring bring rebirth near.
Do not forget those who caused you pain,
instead of hate, help them grow again.
Through your forgiveness, hearts may mend,
and in place of withered leaves, peace can ascend.
So forgive unconditionally, without end,
for only then true freedom will descend.
And spring will be a miracle to see,
where you and others bloom truly free.
The poem was originally written in Romanian and later translated into English.
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