Poems (Linn)/Balder the Beautiful
BALDER THE BEAUTIFUL.
NOW stirs the sap in the elm and the maple, Tiny leaves spring from the willow and oak;It is thy hand that has loosened the river, It was thy voice that so tenderly spoke.
Nothing in nature could dream of refusing; All have obeyed thy inaudible call;Gently and lovingly, Balder the Beautiful, Does thy glad smile shed its light over all.
Come to my heart; O thou god of the springtime! Under thy smile let the winter depart;Melt out the snows that so often have chilled me, Breathe on the flowers that bud in my heart.