A spring day

The spring day
That I see today
With the bright green light
That filters through the leaves
And a myriad of blooms
And scents so many
It calls out to discover
And solve the puzzle
To find the source
Of the smell?
Or the sound?
The plant?
Or the bird?
Then I see the berries
Hanging from the branches
With the sweetest of smells
And color so bright
Beckoning the birds
From near and far
To sniff and to taste
And bathe in the light
To sit on the boughs
And sing their songs