A Light Exists In Spring

A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At some other period - -
At the point when Walk is hardly here

A Variety stands abroad
On Single Fields
That Science can't surpass
Be that as it may, Human instinct feels.

It holds up upon the Grass,
It shows the farthest Tree
Upon the farthest Incline you know
It nearly addresses you.

Then as Skylines step
Or then again Early evenings report away
Without the Equation of sound
It passes and we stay - -

A nature of misfortune
Influencing our Substance
As Exchange had unexpectedly infringed
Upon a Ceremony.

This poem is about the light that enlightens all that is around it during spring. While this sonnet is about nature, it has areas of strength for a connotation, appearing there are things science can't completely make sense of.