Spring's gift

I envy the Sand that met his feet
I'm jealous of Honey he tasted sweet
Of Birds that hovered above his head
Of Spiders who spun their sacred web,
to save him from his enemies.

I envy clouds formed from the seas,
that gave him cover from the Heat
of a Sun,
whose Light could not compared,
with his whose Face did shine so Bright,
that all was Clear in Blinding Night.

I envy sightless Trees that gazed upon his form,
completely dazed.
Not knowing if the Sun had risen,
but felt themselves in unison,
with those who Prayed and Fasted too,
simply because he Told them to.

With Truth and Kindness, Charity
from God who gave such Clarity.
His Mercy comes in one He sent
to Mould our Hearts more Heaven-bent.

I envy all there at his Side
who watched the Turning of the Tide.
as Truth prevailed and Falsehood fled
and Hope restored Life to the Dead.

Women and Men through him found Grace
to Seek together, God's Noble Face.
I envy the Cup that gave him drink
his Thoughts that helped us all to Think,
to be One Thought that passed his Mind,
Inspiring him to act so Kind.

For me, this World is not one Jaunt,
if I could simply be a Thought,
from him to God throughout the Ages,
as Revelation came in Stages.

I pity all who think it Odd,
to hear him say "There is One God",
or "He was sent from God to Men,
to Hone their Spirits' acumen."

It's Pride that blinds us from the Sight,
that helps Good Men to see his Light.
he taught us all to be God's slaves,
and he will be the one who Saves,
Humanity from Sinful Pride,
Muhammad has got on his side.

So on this day be blessed and sing,
for he was born to Grace our Spring.
with Lilies, flowers,
Life's rebirth;
with a Dome of Green like his, on Earth.