photo: Britta In this very strange year I suddenly thought of a line in a poem by Karl von Gerok (I believe that nowadays 1 of 500 Germans might (!) know who he was) - a minor poet of church songs, he lived from 1815 - 1890.
But these lines are beautiful:
" a new hope -
the earth still becomes green;
this March too brings songs of larks;
this May too brings roses again,
this year too lets joys bloom."
Well, well, well, you might mumble with toast in your mouth and the bitter taste of (orange) marmelade on your tongue, which you wash down with a strong black tea, "well, well, well - I just read that there are not so many larks left nowadays - and yes: roses come, but I saw the first ones blossom now, mid of April, not in May - so: I do not feel good looking at Mother Nature..."
That, my dear blog-companion, might be one of the lessons we have to learn in these StrangeTimes:
to care for nature too, because if She gets Corona-sick - then it will be much more awful then now.
But - you know that I'm an optimist : the lines of Karl von Gerok still ring true. Sometimes, as with easter-eggs, you have to search a while to find them (the joys and the eggs). But they are there.
A new hope - so: Enjoy Easter, and believe that even this year lets joys blossom!
Have a nice Easter - and make the best of it!
Im neuen Jahr ein neues Hoffen,
die Erde wird noch immer grün;
auch dieser März bringt Lerchenlieder,
auch dieser Mai bringt Rosen wieder,
auch dieses Jahr läßt Freuden blühn.
(1815 - 1890), deutscher evangelischer Theologe und Kirchenliederdichter