Listen closely. 
No, shut up!
You’re making too much noise!
You cannot hear the rites of Spring
with all that racket. 
Spring is singing, 
but it’s silent compared to all your chaotic carousing. 
Call it quits so you can hear the season’s sighs. 
They’re weak, but the weather is willing. 
While the white is still withering away,
Spring has only a little to say. 
So listen.